[A somewhat bashful grin.]

I think we're getting there.

[He picks up him again. It feels different this time, after "abduct me again."]

[It's likely taking a lot trust. And he plans to deserve it, by keeping him safe until he can fix all this.]

An old friend told me about a place to lay low. It's here in Central. I guess she figured I might need it someday.

[Roxy had always been a handful, even though she'd kept it together long enough to earn her freedom from the squad.]

[There's another whoosh and the sensation of movement.]

[He places him down in a seedy looking alley with a door nearby.]

This is the place.

Shady as hell but the kind of motel where they don't have cameras and don't ask questions.