"...oh."

"A guardian, for the Sun and the Moon. Wouldn't there be one for both aspects, since Clow Reed balanced both?"

"No, he... only made two of us."

"So. You're the guardian of the Sun. And Clow Reed also made the guardian of the Moon. Where's that one?"

"I don't know. He's... not around."

"...Is this one of the things you can't talk about?"

"I don't know how to talk about it. I don't know where he is."

"I kind of thought you could sense anything."

"We can try a spell for it."

"I can sense the same things Scott can, but I couldn't sense Yue."

"—isn't Yue Chinese for Moon?"

"I'm pretty sure Kero isn't Chinese for sun, but that's pretty convenient. Is Clow pulling some weird mind trick on you? That would make sense, the guy seems like he had a weird sense of humor."

"I don't think Yue's name is anything tricky, the guy just had other priorities than naming." 

"And my name is Cerberus."

"Which isn't Sun either," she points out. "Anyway, a spell's a good idea, do you have something ready for that?" she asks Alistair.

"Nothing ready. We want to find someone, and I think using moon magic to find the Moon guardian...could work, since they're similar, but maybe moon magic won't work 'against' him. Sun is better for revealing things anyway, and we all have a flair for it. I think something generic calling on the Sun could be powerful, if all of us do it, and maybe call on Libra, for finding the truth." 

"How 'bout cardinal directions?" she suggests.

"We can probably use the elements for that somehow, there must be traditional associations...Kero, any ideas?"

"The cardinal directions are associated with some elements... And I think for finding things Light would be the best card, maybe?"

"So let's use light and the elements to find out where Yue is." 

So Sadde starts trying to write a rhyme that does that.

Stiles finds the process fascinating. Also frustrating.

"Kero, you're sure I don't have any magic? Not even a little bit?"

"Sorry."

Alistairs checks on Sadde's progress, offering suggestions if they're warranted.

Scott encourages Stiles to eat his food, seriously dude, come on.