Yes. I've got the address - was trying to map it out in my head, before you showed up. Shouldn't be that hard.

[off they go, her careful to match his pace. it's a mental exercise as much as courtesy, making herself keep breathing.]

I just don't want this to be linked to the demons. If they've laid so much as a single finger on her...

[whatever plane they're on, she'll have to break into it. the idea of not going to that extent doesn't cross her mind.]