“Why?” Melody followed her anyway, Deadlight trailing behind her. For his part, the bat seemed fascinated by the hardworking drones all around them. She could only imagine what he must think of them. But if they disturbed him, he said nothing to suggest that fact. No doubt he would have questions, but Deadlight had gotten very good at holding those back for when they were alone. Other people would be annoyed by his constant pestering, while Melody would sit and talk with him for hours if that was what he wanted.