"Hey, that came without warning either. No one expected Kit-Kat to pull a vanishing act and come back with a passenger." Still, Cayde scowls. "But that's true. It's been quiet. Tony hasn't seen her?"

He regards the hand again, bouncing the base off of the flattest surface he can find nearby to even out the bottom of his hand candle. "Do it again but better," he says with a grin. "What's your favorite color?"