The two men who had entered the bar were indeed looking for Caeseria. In fact, they were both her elder brothers. Have questioned thier younger sister's slave, they had come to the conclusion that she had finally done what she had been saying she would do - escape from thier father's rule and find her own way. Unfortunately, Caeseria was too young to understand that her father held the purse strings and would be able to find her no matter what the cost. Her brothers questioned the blonde barmaid in the natty costume closely, and satisfied they would be able to find her turned to leave the bar. The elder brother bumped straight into Lost and was almost about to appologize when he saw the look on her face. Something told him she would rather be treated as an equal rather that an object.

Meanwhile, Caeseria is walking alongside the quay with Deadalus. He steers her gently in the direction he wishes her to go. He receives no complaint from his new friend and she seems blissfully oblivious to all around her. Only the sound of his voice comforts her, his constant whispers soothe her mind. All thoughts of her brothers and Lost fade quickly for Caeseria...