The bite of a rainbow-headed girl with good intentions and a pulse isn't going to phase Rachel at this point.

She watches her go and doesn't move until Steph is gone from her sight. Makes sure she's gone and won't come back, not now.

Without looking away from the door, she takes stock of the time and weather - Tobias might be inside right now. He's certainly not right above her head. And there's no one inside the bar she wants to see right now.


Jogging, sparring, training, nothing is going to cut it now but the old fallbacks.

It's getting dark. No one's going to notice an extra dolphin in the lake.