There were a few Priests and Priestesses whom Kol had befriended. Some owed him favors. He owed favors to some. Such was life. But he had to cash a favor in now. He had touched her suit, and some residual energy had remained for a bit. It had taken a day to get it properly made, but he had a way to track that energy now, so he could find her.
He had to tell her NOT to tell anyone about the Horrors or Makai. He didn't want to admit to his friends or superiors about that accident, and had used up a few favors buying the silence of his Priest friend who made the tracker for him. He had to find her now, or erase her memory if she wouldn't remain silent.
But by touching her suit, he hadn't touched her skin. So tracking her human form would be more difficult. For now, she was at liberty, and in one of the bars around town. Zero-One was nearby, doing his own thing of walking around on a roof-top.
He held the gothic-styled device and walked around. "Come on. At least pick up the Morpher properly," he muttered. He sighed and lowered the device, "Where could you be? Are you at least close?" He kept walking.
She sat at the bar, enjoying a drink. The night before had been interesting, and she found herself thinking about it briefly before she shrugged and listened to the music more.
He kept wandering around, the signal getting stronger as he went. Finally he walked into the bar and looked around, trying to see if he could eliminate this as a potential location. Well, ok, there she was.
He put the device in his pocket and headed over, taking the seat beside her.
"Despite what you think, I'm not that bad when I'm drunk." She shakes her head slightly, forcing her senses to the forefront. "You sought me out again. Why?"
"Wipe my memory and I will kill you when I recall it again." Davi said simply. "I haven't made a report about what I saw. I wouldn't be believed anyway, since Glass Curtain has not, thus far, dealt in the supernatural."