knuckles a kiss. "My, my, miss Vigneau, you're looking stunning tonight."

having a nice nighttime walk.

Not a walk. No. Something better than just a walk.

She isn't sure if this was something the moths have planned but she's not gonna complain. They have time. A lot of time it feels like.

Taking Clely's hand, Heath brings it up to her lips, giving her partner's

of what just happened.

"For one thing, we're still in moth city. We'll find Sierra and Latro again in the next long hour I gue—" Heath tells Clely, her words dying in her throat when the lanterns rose up the caverns, lighting the city up like stars from above, like she's just outside with Clely,

A lot of questions again but the long hour is over and it's time to rest. Heath gives the two moths a questioning look when they look like they're keen on keeping her and Clely away from them. Watching the four of them leave, Heath fixes her gaze at Clely, walking towards her while they make sense

Heath didn't know what she expected when she looked up. It certainly wasn't the actual mothman (real name unknown). She answers Wisp with a slow nod, her eyes not leaving the mothman. "I..." Heath tilts her head, staring at the cryptid with a wide eyed almost childlike wonderment. She has questions.

"It's a gift from the queen bee. So I'm being very careful with it. Leaning close to Sierra, she lightly jabbed her again as she whispers, "Do you think the mothman is this excitable?"

tackle-hugged Latro. Like puppies when their person comes home.

She quietly greeted the two as they approached, laughing softly as Sierra got fawned over for her night dress. True to her comparison to puppies, they got easily distracted by the amber in her pocket. Patting her coat, Heath tells them

Soon enough she hears it. Laughter, wings from more insect beings passing by.

The next area is a human city, made to fit the way the residents live. The amusement she felt grew as she watched moths dancing by the light.

"Ah. No wonder you sound pissed off." Heath tells Latro as two moth people

place belonging to the bees.

She waved at a couple of bees, wondering if they knew what that meant, praying to whatever's out there that they don't get offended by it as she follows Latro deeper into the tunnels. She didn't ask about the expression Latro just made, they'll get the answer anyway.

"The thing is safe." Heath reassures Latro, slowing down to marvel at the sights they are passing by. She felt tiny, shrunken to the size of an ant, made to experience the life these beings lead. Latro didn't need to explain further. The things she's seen is enough to tell her that this is another

//moths!! I love moths. They're very cute too