Cheshire had finally caught up to the cowboy dude and the smoking dude. Finally. If she was honest, some part of her wanted to be annoyed that nobody waited, but the majority of her was just glad she's finally managed it. Now, now she wouldn't let them out of her sight, lest they run off again. Although she kind of doubted that they did this stuff on purpose. They probably thought it quite normal to let people do things on their own.

Not that any of that stuff was particularly important. What was important was figuring out why they were smashing urns. Actually...

"Isn't that vandalism or something?" She gestured to the urns as she said this, "What're you going to do if somebody comes along to get their urn?"

She felt kind of stupid just saying that, really. There was something obvious that she was missing here... But what was it?