This particular version of Shadow Earth is both familiar and not to Merlin. Finding it had been a pain in the ass. They had not dared to use any trumps, and Logrus had bounced them through at least a hundred different shadow Earths before Merlin gave up and broke out Shadow Walking with Pattern. They landed straight in the heart of New York, punching a hole through universe and despite all their instincts to hide immediately, Merlin made them both to stand in the middle of the street, looking up into the traffic cameras as cars came to screaming halts all around them.

Finch would probably find them, wouldn't he? The man probably has every Amberite and Chaosite written into his program.

He pulls Despil to a sidewalk and tells him to grab a beer or cup of coffee. Merlin will find him later.

He finds his way to a library himself, making himself comfortable to wait. It's probably going to take a few hours. Maybe?