It wasn't until the third, maybe the fourth landmark that she found this guy to be a little odd. He talks to himself a lot... but she knew a few that had the same sorta habit.

It's landmark seven that she discovered she was retaining information. That's what this place is made of? That building there was assembled recently of dream magic? The two moons were new after the original was stolen...? This tailing target was doing her a favor as a stranger here. All told, she'd learned of three cafes she wanted to head to for a drink once things cooled down-

The imp froze. Hold on. Pretty boy was lookin' right at her.

Well. Crumbs. A smirk lit up over her face as she stood and revealed herself, giving her blonde wig a flip with a laugh. It did nothing to hide the horns.

"Actually? ...Yeah. Didn't think I'd start tailin' a tour guide of all people. At least, you sound like you've been here for more than a minute."