Ace had resorted to play things a little secretively compared to her. There was one occasion where he spied things from the rooftop, and there was even one occasion where he eavesdropped the villagers' conversation. Not that they actually gave him what he wanted. Sad, but that was just how things actually be.

So now, he tried another form of approach: The direct one. Still, he was still a bit paranoid of things around here, no thanks to the stripping of his abilities. Hence why Ace only approached those he considered harmless, and it was only a handful of people. Once again, though, it was still fruitless. No one of them gave him the answer of his question.

He was in the brink of frustration when he... noticed the familiar back at afar, conversing with one of the villager. Albeit the figure looked a bit wrecked than how he had always witnessed, she was still the one that Ace had always remembered. That regal chocolate hair, that uniform that resembled his, and... that red mantle that was tied around her neck as a scarf.

There was no mistaking it. It was her.

He didn't even tried to call her. Instead, he made his beeline to her as soon as possible. Hell, Ace couldn't even hold the relief when he saw Deuce. A quick tap on her shoulder was everything that he performed when he was just behind her.