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Byatis squirmed out of Clockwork's hug pretty quickly out of instinct. He didn't like being restrained like that, even if it was a gesture of friendship. He only had a few exceptions. Byatis grinned awkwardly for a moment then hard a voice in his head.

Him. Ugh. Darkstar.

Byatis stopped to listen, as Sentinel and Clockwork got farther and farther away. Byatis had their signatures in his head, so he could track them easily if he needed to find them. A contract? On the ship? Byatis wasn't expecting that, but work was work. Byatis let Darkstar know he heard the message by hissing annoyingly. With that, the invisible predator leaped up onto a balcony and made powerful leaps from building to building, tracking Roza's signature. Roza was one of his fellow faction members. Byatis seemed to like her, especially her stories of great space tales. They were like listening to an epic! Though he wasn't sure how much was factual, but he didn't mind one bit.

Finally after a good ten minutes, he spots Roza in an amazingly secluded street on the Realta Nua. Byatis crawled up onto a thick lamppost in front of her and made himself visible to her. He laid on the post, cheshire cat style, genuinely smiling. Actually happy to see her. "Welcome to the biggest flying death trap in all the galaxy! Looks like we gotta kill some people? I dunno, Darkstar never tells me aaaaannnnnything unless its convenient." He said sarcastically.