No, not lost, only distracted and foolish, as she tended to be when certain stakes were on the line. Lust turned at the voice, recognizing the man. The interesting man who wasn't quite human. And he looked as though he were already having a bad night.

"Wherever you find flowers." Her plan, she decided, was more important than her destination. And answered both questions quite simply. "What happened? I don't imagine you've got those to use as weapons." She lifted an eyebrow at his crutches.