Sun Mote Copse then drop on the deck and flop like a fish

Niamh seemed to realize what she'd done and offered to take Bat into the copse. She shook her head at that. She remained very still at the second offer. Honestly, she did wish Niamh would leave her alone at this point. The woman had cavalierly announced an urge to kill her, after all.

Fortunately for them both, someone else arrived to break up the tension. Bat visibly sagged with relief at the sight of Elwood's face, a croaked, "Hey," escaping her. She blinked in Niamh's direction, then padded slowly toward the grizzled Honoree. She didn't answer his question right away, instead drawing close to him and slipping her muzzle against his chin in a respectful greeting.

"I just found out about what happened with Kiwi and Colt," Bat said haltingly. "I had no idea." She let out a breath. "I had no idea she was capable of something like that." She swallowed. "But that's not why I came," obviously, since she hadn't known, but Bat didn't catch her own faux pas. "I came to tell you 'hello' from Tegan, tell you what we've been up to. And maybe see, um, Elfie and Whisky Jack," she concluded, all the while pointedly not looking at Niamh.