The tension within her was lessened, but Torrent was not yet ready to return to her brother's home and her duties there despite Pidge's haranguing. The raccoon had thought to bring a small kit to treat the worst of Torrent's wounds so that she could battle again, though, so despite her plaints Pidge had clearly already understood that Torrent wouldn't be returning before purging her system of most of the poison that roiled through her soul, a poison that would taint Fireside and hirt her family if she let it build. She paused, lifting her nose to the air to scent the wind, seeking for another battle.

He had been on his own for some time. Out exploring the world but now he was tired of the loneliness of it. There hadn't been anything too interesting, and instead of getting what he thought he wanted with himself, he had found resentment. Mostly for not doing better and less selfish, but he couldn't help it. If selfish was what he was, then that's what he'd be. He didn't need to change himself. He couldn't even if he wanted to. So to vent out his own frustrations, he came to the battlefield and who would he find but his...younger Aunt. It was such a weird thought considering she was younger, but what the hell did he know. He was more brawn than brain, after all. "Hey, what's up. You here for a fight too?" Obviously she was or she wouldn't be standing here. Maybe they could go against each other and help each other out with whatever the fuck they were dealing with.