So Sand couldn’t hear or see what Tuesday was talking to. Good to know.
It crossed her mind briefly to try and help her at least be able to hear it, but something else catches her attention.
And seems to catch only her attention.
Her head snaps towards the sounds, human sounds.
Coming closer to where they were. And while she was comfortable with their disguises, she wasn’t comfortable testing them right now.
Moving closer to Tuesday and Sand, her voice low, but loud enough to alert them,
“Um, guys?” she says, tone eager, “Hate to break up what’s going on, but we have company coming, And not the Spirit type. We either need to move, or come up with a damn good excuse as to why we are here.” By her tone they could tell they needed to do something, like, now. And she was already working out excuses in her mind, plus a few spells to toss into the mix should it come to it. But she'd much rather not have to.