Heron Lake Plateau (futuristic space music)

My turn to be short and late, heh.  Aaaa, wow weeks are a lot more crunchy when you suddenly dump an hour or so every dayish into fitness crud. Gee.

Good, Rye got the message.  And Owen seemed hopelessly confused but Qui wasn't exactly sure that was avoidable at all.  That was like... Owen's standard status in life, wasn't it? It was a little unfortunate that Owen didn't know what the plant was either, though Qui was more in a "I'll know it when I see it" camp rather than limited to "it's green."  You know what, they could take that moment away from him to explain things.  Or something. Hell.  Whatever.  Something.

Anyway, let's get this cat-herding operation going before some other Obvious Distraction showed up.  Hopefully it'd be the opposite way Towhee and Poe went, too.  Well, to the river then.  You can wash that off thoroughly, we can go find that plant while you do that... he indicated first to Rye, then to Owen as he talked. And see from there.  It'd give him a little bit to figure out how the hell to explain things to Owen, at least.  And then figure out how to deal with Rye (Towhee would be later.. Except events would unfold that would make it so that wouldn't even happen) without giving himself a migraine.  Anyway, he started walking in that direction, but wasn't going to take more than a few steps before making sure they were following.