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She blinked again at his grand announcement. It was an initial more than anything. Bat shook her head, then smiled. "Bat Dracarys and Tristan B," she drawled. "Our album drops later this year." She clucked her tongue as if tasting the shiny new names. Jokes aside, they both sounded pretty good to her. And in her head, she decided the B definitely stood for Blueberry.

She'd always thought he and his mom were inseparable, though Bat decided against mentioning this out loud; what purpose would it serve? "I'm sorry if I ever made you feel that way," she did say, sincerely. He was right: she and likely others never meant to hurt him or leave him behind, though that didn't stop him from feeling understandably disenfranchised.

Bat said nothing else for a few moments as they continued plodding through the grove, though after a moment, she gave him a sort of speculative look and said, "I'm really enjoying this: traveling together, I mean. It feels really... right. We could just... keeping doing this." She was about to say more, though she stopped herself there to let Tristan sound out his thoughts.