"Everything has been moved to a vault designated by Ikora, for future inspection," Glint reported. "She thinks one of those Hive swords might have been real, so she's sending someone to investigate the market where the kids got everything." "Why didn't you call me?" Crow asked, arms crossed as he leaned against Amanda's old workshop table. Glint floated in front of him. "You've been busy, and I didn't want to waste your time with what looked like a prank—" "I'm never too busy for you, Glint," Crow said, sincerity in every word. Glint's shell slumped a little in response. "Were they alright, at least?" "I think so?" Glint said. "As alright as one can be after everything… I think they just needed someone to talk to." Crow considered Glint for a moment. "Come here," Crow said and held up his hand for Glint to float to. He obliged and was taken by surprise when Crow pulled him to his chest for a tight hug. "I'm sorry I haven't checked in with you. I'll try to do better. I promise." "Ok," Glint said and pressed himself into Crow's cloak. They remained like that for a while.