"All right. I expect a full report," John warned him with a quiet laugh. He imagined he'd hear something interesting eventually -- or they'd both forget about it until the next moon, which seemed more likely.
"Maybe we can follow a tourist home," he agreed with amusement.
He went to glance at his watch before remembering that he hadn't worn one. They usually wound up lost or forgotten when he did. "Are the cultists back?" He asked as Tristan looked out the window.