Tyler's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities as he pondered the best course of action to locate Alexander.
"Where will you find him alone?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
"I'll also come with you," he offered, his willingness to support Roslyn evident.
Roslyn's expression turned resolute; her jaw set in determination.
"No, there's no need," she replied firmly.
"Maybe I know where he'll be," she added, a hint of conviction creeping into her voice.
Tyler's curiosity piqued; he leaned in, eager to uncover her plan.
"Where?" he pressed, his question hanging in the air like an unanswered plea.
Roslyn's lips curled into a gentle, wistful smile.
"The place where we met for the first time," she said, nostalgia etched on her face.
"What better place to start than that?" she mused.
Her smile broadened, illuminating her features.
Tyler's face mirrored her smile, pride and admiration shining in his eyes.
"I'm proud of you, Roslyn," he said.