Nova Peak we'll call you when we want pleated khakis.

Speak of the devil... Well, no. Devil isn't fair. Kiwi was essentially (read: literally) the only friend Yami had. Upset as she was about the callous way she had been treated, the yearling had no desire to risk the one constant she had in her life these days. So, swallowing her feelings and drama over what had happened a few days ago, Yami turned and smiled. 

"Always," she replied promptly, "That's actually what I've been doing all day, but just the little shit. You on the tail of something decent?" Yami had shifted her trajectory already to meet Kiwi, prepared to follow her wherever she lead. As usual.