"Sounds good to me. It wouldn't hurt to know where the river is anyway in a place like this." Flowing water is just one of those important things to living, after all. If he's going to be here for a while, Angeal already knows what plans he'll pursue, and running water will be vital to all of that.

Well, or a good well. He won't be picky.

It's times like these, however, that he wishes his nose were still just that little bit sharper again. Then he'd have a perfect idea of where water was, what the smells on the wind would tell him. As it is, all he can do is look around.

"You know, the path leading into town from where we all came from - far as I can tell, anyway - that spot seemed like it had a pretty good view of town. Ought to tell us where to find a river, too."