There are a lot of short-cuts in London, when you know the way. Alleyways to duck down, side-streets, twisting and turning cobblestone paths. Nancy saw London with a thieves' eye, and she knew her way around better than most. With soft steps, she wasn't afraid of anything that could possibly cause her harm, lurking in the dark. She had her witches' amulet, and by now most of the Nest knew her as Cooper's Girlfriend.

Or as a delicious snack and a fun lay.

Not to mention, a good amount of London had seen them together. Attacking the girlfriend of a Night Council Member was not a good idea. So she felt safe to wander through whatever alleyways she pleased, which was what brought her to doing probably one of the stupider things she'd ever done in her life: following a trail of blood into said dark alley.

It's there that she follows the trail, a gruesome trail of bread crumbs. Something's wrong, here. A bit of searching reveals the source of the blood. A young boy, the same age as his brothers. Boy, kid. Are you lucky you ran into Nancy.

"Are you alright, love?" she calls toward him softly. She bends down, extending a hand toward him and a warm smile. She was no threat to the boy. "Are you hurt? Come out here and let's get a good look at you."