[This had gotta be the place. It doesn't take long to find Seimei-- after all, he's exactly where he'd said he would be. But even then there's the surrounding incense and the old-timey seals or charms he's laying out, and a distinct lack of serpents hissing and snapping in the area. On top of thatz the air feels... lighter maybe.]

...Hey. You're the guy helping Dara, right?

[He approaches anyway, sitting down across from the man's workstation and holding up his hand-- where a small snake lays wrapped around his fingers, colours and patterns identical to those on their resident god. Unlike its brethren, the snake doesn't appear hostile-- only tightens its hold protectively.]

This came to me a little bit ago. I... thought it was her somehow. 'Til all the rest of this shit started happening.