Yeah. Well. Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone and all that. No excursions means all there's left to do is read and self-actualize, and I'm tired of both.

[ From a gap between her hands, she looks in his direction, ]

Don't go easy on me, yeah? Or. Us. I guess I mean, [ looking back up at the sky, ] I miss actually being challenged.

Good to know you can still be ominous about how you're planning to kill us. I was worried you were out of practice.

[ Things back the way they were when they arrived, more or less. But more like a spiral than a complete loop- certainly by the way she's a little excited as opposed to outright terrified. Hopefully there'll be zombies to stab again. ]

Whatever challenge it is, I won't disappoint. But if you want to give me a hint as a late birthday present...?

[ Better than nothing. Even if it means she has to actually stick around instead of helping set up and then bailing after ten minutes. Ugh. ]

I'll keep my eyes out. Thanks.

[ Handing over the plate, ] you know I made the whole thing for you, right, I don't eat this much sugar. You could've just taken it.

[ Darcy blinks for a moment in confusion, then scoffs, standing herself back up again. Dismounting from the roof, ] thanks Darcy, see you around Darcy, I liked what you made for me Darcy, prick.

[ Still, feels like some sort of progress. ]