Jake was back at Mitchell's with about twenty seconds to spare. Banshee was roosting on the church ruin across the road from the bar, and he screeched at his Na'vi as he crossed the road. "I'll be back in a minute, don't worry," he called back, and then ducked down as he got to the front door. Shoving it open, he didn't even bother trying to go inside, he just looked in to make sure Aaron was still there and hadn't fucked off to demolish the spire or something.