It was still wobbling between three different buildings when they finally closed in on it, but Lyra stood there and waited for a moment to see if it would settle.
Her escort, if she could call them that, stood in a very escort-like guard as she stared at a phone in front of three equally decrepit-looking buildings. Which wasn't to say that the three buildings looked the same, but none of them were in better shape than any of the others, and they all looked as if they had never at any point looked nice.