She wasn't sure how long she had before the rest of Rave's crew appeared. A glance back over her shoulder towards where the pink goddess was still sitting on a picnic table.
Interesting, her? Well, that might just be the cadbury caramel egg she was still holding the remains of. She remains where she is though, within the darkness at the edge of the park, beneath those old trees. Watching, but there's no fear scent to her, merely silent curiosity.