I was, eventually, able to catch up with the kid. But he seemed apprehensive – before I could speak, he quickly put his finger to his lips, bidding me to be quiet. Without looking down to see what he was writing, he scrawled a quick note and placed it in my hand. And walked away.
On the paper he’d handed me was the address of a school in via dormiens, and a date – the 21st of May, a Saturday, a couple weeks from then. But no time.
Over the next few days, I noticed quite a few kids wearing the same sort of glasses the one had. Seems they were fashionable with that age group. The immediately obvious differences, once I knew what I was looking for, however, were the short wire running from them, and the tint. Theirs were much darker than the “normal” pairs – I can’t be sure, but I think they’re actually opaque. I took care not to let my recognition show. I’d just have to wait and hope that I’d be able to clear things up at my secret rendevous.
At the end of the month, when it was time for me to move on to the next district, one thing was still bothering me – I still didn’t have a time. Woud I have to wait all day? Was he going to wait there for me all day to show up? This was far too interesting to give up on now, even if it did mean losing time from my original goal. That said, my meeting was in via dormiens, so I decided it’d be easy enough to make that my next destination.