Collette clung to the side of a brick chimney, ears straining to catch what her unknown friend had said. Her one way Thought Speak would give her nothing of Stephanie's mind, but the spoken words were certainly heard.

< Just a friendly, neighborhood bat. >

She's amused enough to be literal, wise enough to keep still now that she's obscure in the shadows. If her friend got violent, it didn't take much to injure a bat -- and Collette figured belatedly she'd need time to get away and morph out, depending on how bad injured might be.

But that's presupposing a negative encounter, something she wasn't inclined to assume.

< Couldn't help notice you flying around! Thought I'd stop by and say hello. >