Cross nods, his eyes watching the road.
"Yeah--he seems to be out at sea, doesn't he?" The Burned Man can't decide if that makes the Alchemist pathetic or dangerous? Probably both.
"I'm not hooked up with anyone that's got those sorts of interests either. Not really," he admits. "But, if we could track down these other two they mentioned, have a chat with them, maybe we could find out more? I might be able to use my pull with the force to get us a lead." Maybe. If either have had a run in with the Law, there's a chance he could scare up an address.
"We could also try to figure out who did all that damage. Maybe if they've got something against our 'friends' in there, they might be willing to rat them out..." What he's proposing is a plan of action. A way forward. Those emotionless, blue eyes dart from the road to Cynthia and back again as he awaits her thoughts on the matter.