It seemed it was that hour. Konrad drifted away and Jenny gave him a small wave.

"Goodbye Martha." she said as the little Shadow hobbled away. Watching her, Jenny entertains thoughts of what the little kindred might do if she actually ran into trouble.

Julian peeled off from the group and she added a smile to her wave. "Bye Mr. Durand." maybe it's overly polite but some part of her had elevated him above the rest as a storyteller.

"You too." she waved to Gerald he wandered off into the night. Hope you get grass stains on that suit, and not in the good way. Tucking her hands under into her poncho, the gangrel walks on into the night. She adds the woods to her mental list of emergency Protean haven locations.

And scene. Star wipe and we're out.