Krasavits takes the note gently when it is given. The note says:
Ａｒ Ｈｙｄ ｙ Ｎｏｓ
ｙｎ ａｉｌ Ｄｉｓｔａｗｒｗｙｄｄ
While the lamia does not understand the note, at all, she smiles, “I never caught your name, by the way.”
The figure rattles back, “Even if I told you my name, it wouldn’t mean anything to anyone,” with a deep sorrow in their voice.
Before Krasavits can reply, the figure leaps across the street and lands on the top of a building and just stares back, fading away.