Nivalia looks over to Tinder, her ears folding back slightly, "I thought he was going to be here. Either he was going to come here or..." The changeling pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath. "There's one place he would be. It's a small cemetery outside of the city; around this time it should be empty enough. If he's not there then I don't know where else he could be." Her horn glows green as she transforms back to one of her disguised forms, a slender unicorn. She glances over to Cadence, "The ponies in Canterlot may not be as open minded as you your highness. I have to admit I'm a bit surprised you of all ponies would say that, especially after your last encounter with, well, you know. Regardless, I'm glad I can feel safer around you all."