Caesar isn't the best at reading emotions, but when he focuses, he can read people well. He had focused on Zaknafein's desperation before, and had seen it for what it is--there is something important that he left behind. A person, most likely. It's a feeling that Caesar once experienced so deeply, when he found that his baby brother was still alive. The desperation of getting his brother out safe and sound. Perhaps that was what it was like now.

He doesn't think about that now, though, focused on rediscovering the scanner. It isn't long before he finds it, once he moves a couple of boxes and finds it right where he left it. It's a small, handheld thing, looking similar to a tricorder. (Caesar is a Trekkie, of course.)

"I had nothing to test this on before, but I'll try to get the location of where you were from you," Caesar spoke calmly, fiddling with the device as he walked up to Zaknafein. "I'm suspecting the calibration won't be exact, but that should give you a chance to escape the people you were fighting."

He hesitated for a moment, put his free hand on Zak's shoulder in a comforting gesture, then turned the device on and began scanning his dark-skinned acquaintance, pointing it at his chest and slowly moving towards his stomach.