Her benighted eyes watch him until he is no longer there to be seen, and the sound of his voice no longer heard.

Then and only then, Sunshine lets out a breath she hadn't been aware of holding. She stands alone in the circle until her heartbeat slows towards normal, until her nerves - heightened and aware and seemingly sensitive to every breath of a breeze - calm to the point where she becomes aware again of her fight-grimed weariness, the dirt smearing her skin, the sweat making her clothes stick to her. And in that moment, complicated relationships and divided loyalties aside, all she wants is a bath.

Human again, her mother's daughter, feeder of people, Rae fetches her water bottle from the edge of the clearing, and heads back towards the bar in silence.