Is there a better way than walking to get there?

She could get in a wagon. Or get a horse.

A wagon would be great. She is not very good at horse. Also she has this box of notebooks.

The person would be delighted to find her a wagon. They do that. This one is leaving for Tirion soon, so in a few days.

That should be fine.

A few days pass. Annie can get food from stands in the streets, if she bothers wandering the streets.

It still does not seem like the right time to test her starvation tolerance. She will save that for some particularly excruciating setback when she is looking for dramatic outlets she can sort of vaguely justify. So she eats.

And then her wagon is ready to leave. 

She sits in it. She is polite to the driver.

It is a leisurely trip. The driver takes breaks to go out of earshot and sing. 

It's very considerate of them to remember to go out of earshot. Annie thanks them.

And eventually they reach Tirion. She's looking for Istarno? The driver can take her to his house. It's just outside the city. 

Yes, thank you, that's very kind.

It's a beautiful house. There are statues of children in the gardens out front.

Annie lacks the relevant capacities to mistake statues for people.

She knocks on the door.

The door opens. 

"Oh," he says, "oh no, please come in."

...even assuming all of Rirosseth's people skills were copied directly in some inferior form from this man that is still a lot of figuring to do on very little information unless word has gotten around awfully fast?

Annie steps in.

"I'm going to make some tea, would you like any?"

"Okay."

"Food to go with it?"

"Okay."

He makes tea and little wraps and he brings them to the table and sits down. "I'm Istarno. You are welcome here."

"I'm Annie. Thank you." She stirs her tea a lot before sipping it. Too hot.

"The girls' rooms are all how they left them. Do you want to stay in hers?"

Nod.

"What did you even hear -"