"Suspicious? How so? That sounds quite alarming," she trills.

Let's see how good this fox's poker face is.

"There have been some kidnappings over the past few days."

"Really? I hadn't heard. Do you know who?"

That's definitely a pretty thorough poker face.

"We have a list of suspects."  Not a terribly long one.  "Perhaps you'd like us to walk you and your human home, in case whoever it is jumps out from behind a trash can?  We can be dangerous if we need to be."

Seven grits his teeth and digs his fingers into his palms and, in the hope that he'll be able to whisper into the walkie-talkie without the fox hearing him, pulls away as far from Zepharthalin as he can bear, and says, "You might wanna get ready to pounce soon."

"Oh, I'm quite sure we'll be okay," she says, grinning. "Our power's no slouch, either, and my human's already home. Still, thank you for the offer. Quite gentlemanly of you."

"Oh, it's no trouble."  Fox daemon doesn't know he and Seven are working off the information that the kidnapper can probably teleport, so if this is the teleporter's daemon maybe he can get her to let it slip -

"Can I ask what your power is?  My human is supernaturally fast and strong, and I can heal him."  Basically true, as bait and/or a gesture of good faith, but vague enough to leave out a few key details.

"Oh, why should a magician reveal her tricks?" she drawls. "It would spoil all the fun."

Fox says her human's at home, but a daemonless person and a personless daemon lurking around the same place is otherwise suggestive.  And she's got a good poker face, but she's overacting.

"Well, it would've been a way to foster trust between strangers, before I said as much."  He tries to make his voice playful but he's not sure how well he sticks it.  Stall, stall, until Silver Wolf sees something incriminating, but Zeph's pretty sure this is the kidnapper's daemon, or the daemon of someone working with them.

She flicks her tail then her ears, says, "While I've enjoyed talking, it is getting awfully late. I should probably make sure my human sleeps at some point."

"Sure you don't want a watchbird?  Two supers are better than one, if the kidnapper does show his face."

"It's appreciated, but I'm sure."

Yeah okay fuck this, fox is getting followed whether she likes it or not.  "Have a good night, then."

"Good night."

And she'll stroll off, hopping through the twists and turns of the buildings.

Zeph takes to the air after a moment, following the fox through the alleyways, and Seven skates after.

She twists out of his sight for a moment - 

And isn't there when he catches up. Nor is she on the next street over.

Oh, they're looking for a teleporter, he's an idiot.

"Silver is your human still there, I think their daemon teleported away - "

"He's wandering through a twenty-four hour store. I'm not sure we have the right guy, here..."

"Dammit.  The fox was acting sketchy, but your guy could be unrelated, little sparrow in his pocket or something.  Zeph'll recognize her if we run into her again, I think, but."

"Right. I'll look around some, maybe."

"I'll keep up a patrol on the ground."

"Roger that."

And he'll start doing sweeps again.

Mach Seven returns to his patrol route, away from the area Silver Wolf is staking out.

Anything else interesting that night?

Not particularly so.

Then he'll regroup with Silver Wolf and Codex as the sun rises.  (The next twelve hours is gonna suck.)