Celty waited, watching as the cat-sìth retreated, and it wasn't until they had all vanished from sight that her posture relaxed in what could have been an exhausted sigh. It was hard to find even a headless being imposing when she adopted such human expressions, regardless of having no face.

She reached over to pat Shooter on the side before replacing her helmet, and only then did she glance back at Reeve. She'd felt his trembling and heard his frightened sounds, so she wasn't sure how else to reassure him other than to do nothing.