Of course. Because if I were looking for a runaway roof hopper, I'd certainly avoid the alleys and look on all the main thoroughfares. [Oh, that was sarcasm. :| ]

I have a better idea. [He slips a sudden left between two buildings, seemingly entirely at ease with knowing where to go. The turn takes them out from between two buildings, but onto a cobbled side street that curves quite a bit, not allowing many people to see very far along it. The buildings here are crunched together, with hardly any breathing room between them. He heads straight for what appears to be a stone bridge that arches over the street at one end, moving underneath it. His boots leave impressions in the snow, and he alternates between being rendered invisible by the shadows and seeming to stand out strongly against the white snow piled in places.]