Aderyn nodded in return to the comment from Rattus, "Yes, that is what I meant. If things must be precise inside, would fluctuations in energy cause issues with their functionality?" The strength of parts didn't matter if they relied too much on holding perfect alignment or stable energy states. These were all things she didn't know though, the questions must be asked in order to consider what the possibilities for mischief were.<br/><br/>Islwyn laughed softly without turning his head, "The pucca would still eat it."<br/><br/>She turned back to the screen when Yukina began to make changes, make the screen show them more. Islwyn had never turned away, seemingly unblinking in his intent study. When the man came on the screen Islwyn frowned slightly, reached out to touch the back of Yukina's hand with a soft brush of fingers and then withdrew.<br/><br/>Aderyn tapped her fingers softly against the outside of her thigh and questioned softly, "Bait? Do they know they are watched?"<br/><br/>The hazmat suited creatures being cold made the twins sigh, nearly in unison. "I hate dead things." Aderyn glanced at Raven from the corner of her eyes and crossed her arms under her breasts. "You're just cutting the strings holding them up, there's no fun in it." No reward. No energy. No death.<br/><br/>Islwyn still had not seemed to blink or turn away but he wasn't pointing anything out, just looking. When Yukina switched modes again he did smile, "I like the many visions of this drone." He was silent a moment more and then asked the man with the crow familiars, "Was the laser that shot the crow the same color?" Of course it might be a difficult question for the man to answer since birds could see many more colors than a mere human was equipped for, right into ultraviolet. Even seeing through another's eyes, it was the human brain that had to process a signal that was unimaginable to it.<br/><br/>At Neo's comment Islwyn said softly, "They could ask how he avoided the fate of zombie-like, instead of absorption."<br/><br/>Aderyn added to the questions, "If the can absorb the energy of a ghost, why not all the plant provides? We can feel the energy from here. Or are they creating a stockpile? A lure? Does it matter, because there is no way to know even with all the sight of this instrument."<br/><br/>Islwyn shrugged, "Your pet vampire moves with speed, with strength, yet she is dead and cold. Well unless she is extremely well fed. Not sure what those suits are about... it gets dark early in the winter. Would they shield from the sun? Why keep wearing them after dark then? Not that they move well enough for a vampire really. So... hmm..." He trailed off, clearly lost in thought. Then he ventured, "Ghoul?"<br/><br/>Not that it was normal for ghouls to use guns and tools and such. But none of this was normal. His dark eyes flicked to the gun case he carried and he smiled. It wasn't normal to see a fae with a gun either, not that such things worked right underhill. Too much metal.<br/><br/>This was fine. If life was interesting, life was good.