Staying prone at the sixth floor balcony for the time being, you keep both your eye on Celaeno’s incoming ship through your spyglass and the radio powered up and on low volume for any updates, knowing Tempest would have another radio at her end of the city’s ruins. It’s easy enough to see that the Friendship Squad has done a bang-up job at befriending the entirely unworthy furry menace, what with how jovial they are with one another while they were en route. But that joy quickly evaporated once they were able to see the state of Mt. Aris up close and personal, all of that pumped-up braggadocio replaced with shock and fear.