That text doesn't give her much to go on, but at least she responded this time. She tucks away both PINpoints before heading towards the garden, following the trail through the high grass like Amelia showed her.

It doesn't take long to find her friend; she's been here enough times to be familiar with the major landmarks. "Hello?" she says, peeking into the doorway. Adia is dressed for the cooler weather in a deep green peacoat that looks brand new. There's a scarf wrapped around her neck and her ever-present messenger bag slung over her shoulder. She looks the best she's ever been, glowing in a way that can't simply be explained by the color in her cheeks.

It's probably not the face that Amelia wants to see, but here she is.