Flycatcher Downs you might listen to too much jimmy buffett

Nebula mentally stored all the information she was given. Her head bobbed along as the woman spoke, physically showing she understood everything.

Oh! Uh, where should I bring him if I find him? Or even, ya know, who do I tell him to go to? The dainty girl asked with a curious tilt of her head. Finding him would only do her a limited amount of good if she couldn’t actually return him also.

Unless they didn’t want him back...although that clearly didn’t seem to be the case here.