Just after sunset, right? It's not like he has a watch anyway to tell what time's what anymore, time's kinda bleeding. Stiles shows up as punctual as he can, bundled up tight to fight against the cold.

He doesn't hold too many high hopes for this meeting. It's kinda hard to get too optimistic when he has so few leads to go on for Rosa, but, hey, it's something, and maybe just as importantly it's something to do. Stiles gives a short wave as he approaches.

"Rosa, right?"