[ Noctis knows little enough of Krimnos a hundred years ago, much less now, and though he wishes he had a better idea of where they're going, he's just going to have to trust Alucard's sense of direction. The bland stone walls don't tell him much, anyway.

He glances back to the street behind them only once before jogging a few steps to draw up beside Alucard. ]

That was a long time ago, though. [ He'll leave how long to their mutual understanding. No point in saying more than necessary in public like this. ] What about now? Markets have to have changed since then. Seems like you know a lot about their current state.