He listened with more effort this time, the urgency of finding Ami overriding the feelings of guilt (that didn't necessarily go away, but now hung about him regardless). Shisui only nodded in response to Adela requesting him to please keep a cool head about him in matters at hand.

His summons, having located said camp, made things easier for them when it came to locating it. It was barely a camp, though. Instead, it resembled more like some kind of docking station with crates and common cargo boxes being hauled all over. There were tea stamps all over, and Shisui narrowed his eyes.

A hand goes to grab Adela's by the forearm as he motions for her to still for a moment. "There's more than one," he hisses. More than one hostage. "Can you see her?" He figured they were going to have to scout out the place and grab a quick survey of how things worked before they ran the risk of messing anything up.