The big ass wolf manages to catch a familiar scent mixed in with the rest. The rider could sense it, feel it through his mount-turned-familiar. Not too dissimilar to the bond they shared back home. But different in the affect that it was the Rider this time that was the brains of the operation. At least like that there was less likely of a chance for some random pedestrian to go missing?

Maybe, he still needs to get a head after all.

Anyway, that smell! He lets Lobo take him towards it, leading them through the parting crowds until they came upon a shock of red hair... and an armful of food! Their stomachs grumble again in unison, ignoring their master's obvious, dramatic shock.

They get that a lot. Yes, it is they!

With Lobo now leaning down to let out a huff of warm, dog breath at her before nosing at the food in her arms. The Hessian in the mean time dismounted himself and wandered closer, keeping a familiar hand on the large wolf's neck before digging out his phone and quickly typing into it. Then holds it up for her to see, granted they were both crowding around her. Or all three, if she considered the embedded spirit of Griffith to be part of the posse. Of course the Invisible Man doesn't really do much. But he's still a valued member of the team, even if he was kind of absorbed into the Rider....

"You have no clue how hard it was to find you."

Thank goodness for modern technology!