Moonspear the palace with the malice

she's unlucky and bombed for both of her tracking rolls :p

After a glance that pulled towards his gesture, she would simply keep that in mind, and kept moving forward with a still-malleable idea first and foremost. At least they had a few things to narrow down by, so she would head towards the new route hopefully. She intended to check the obvious places--the thoroughfares, and wherever scents of traffics lured them, so that was where she went pressing steadily onward. So far, nothing pulled her nose strongly elsewhere still and her expression kept its creases as she kept searching.

As for his question, she didn't pause to ruminate on an answer. Keeping to her momentum, she nodded first. "What sorts of things?" she quipped. "For me they are," she replied, looking over her shoulder at him. She assumed he meant all things, the greater picture.. and for her, it really was good. Barring small issues--some as fleeting as today' poorly trackings--she did as she pleased and lived her life as she wanted, comfortable on a slab of earth she was highly attached to and surrounded by her growing, wickedly beautiful family. By now she knew well what she liked, what she needed, and how to keep on keeping on. "What about your things?" she returned, though raised her nose to breath deep more obscured hints. She did want to hear more about him, and wondered what he may share, if anything at all.

Like this (keeping silences lengthy but thoughtful) they went on for some time, and hopefully towards some sort of success.