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It was after nightfall by the time Bat returned, earlier than she'd planned. She trudged up the slope that led her deeper into Redhawks territory, shivering a little in the cold. She would head to Tegan's little dugout tonight, maybe tell him about Tulimaq in the morning. She also still needed to ask him that important question. She huffed at the thought, a wispy silver cloud bursting from her mouth as if she were some sort of dragon.

She made her way toward the place where her friend slept, startling a little when she saw him out wandering so late. "Yo," Bat called softly, "are you sleepwalking or something?" She chuckled to herself, though as the space between them shrunk, her brow furrowed as she took in his slightly disheveled appearance. "Hey," she breathed, heartbeat ratcheting up a few notches, "you don't look so hot. You okay?"