#goldfinchfreehold

"That's true, about the werewolves. Good point. And Dirk, I already told you, I'm certain she didn't give you a patrol because she knew you knew what to do already. And you proved that true."

"Yeah.. well, maybe" Not sure

"How long have you been doing patrols? Years, now? Yeah. So hush up about it. You rock."

Sylvi's clearly feeling a bit stressed.

"Still bossy" he grumphs "Okay. What's eating you anyway? You're leading fine"

"Piper, can you text Linwood?"

"I'm leading while there's a vampire on the loose. No pressure."

"Dirk, I - we owe you big." She's tapping away at the phone, calling Linwood directly.

Linwood picks up "Hello?"

"Linwoodhiit'spiperlistencanyoucometogoldfinchitskindaanemergencything right?!"

"The vampire's not on the loose. He's ...like, a paperweigght" Dirk grumbles "Want me to unwrap the head again?"

"AH..." Linwood blinks "Could you shift tempo? "

"No!" Sylvi assures Dirk. "And okay, right, he's dead. Very dead. I'm just a bit freaked that maybe their like mice. Y'know, you see one, there's twelve more in the walls."

Piper exhales, inhales, a breathing exercise, she knows how to do that. "There was an incident, and a bad guy attacked Karen, your dreamer, right? But she's okay, Dirk got the bad guy, and Sylvi said I should let you know..."

"I had been worried because I thought maybe you were the target because the bad guy flavor was one that is rare, but they say that they like to go after us... but you're okay? Really?"

"KARENgotattackedholyshitthankdirrki'llbethere"

Dirk ponders "Yeah, tell Lupe. This is their thing" A smile "Tell her a redcap is getting a lead on her wolf wusess"

(Pause)