Isixam was done with his ranting well before they arrived back at the wagon, and listened quietly, before taking the instruments to examine them. Not for something they had missed, more to help his thoughts focus. "Yes, but they also know when to cut and run. ..."<br/><br/>He frowned, before handing the cymbals back. "Actually, I am heading back to Badwater. Going to poke around tonight. No idea when the individual will show or where, but suspect it will not be quiet as a grave. The only question is do I try to take them alive and blow out a leg, or just go for the head and hope for evidence?"<br/><br/>He glanced about, making sure they were alone, before patting the bag with his rifle. They all knew how powerful it was, and what it would do to a person, except Dinvaya.