An image... that's what he needs, to know where he's going. His eyes widen a little as he files it away.

Yuya pauses, and then focuses on putting one image in the feather: the map that Gild showed him. Exactly where Ignatius is.

Then he lets go of the feather in her hand and pulls back, shrugging. "I guess, but... you're a lot smarter than me and you know more. I don't really know what I'm going to do."

Not about the trial, of course. About the mark. But when he looks at Rita... well, he has an idea.

He just needs to speak to Gild one more time. "Maybe I'll figure it out tomorrow."