Zenith smiles apologetically. “I’ll have to get out soon, but, please, don’t let me hinder your fun.” She looks up again with a sigh. “I know I know,” she mutters. 

Carra tilts her head as she considers the mound. “We could actually make a pretty good team,” she smiles at him. 

Lennon calls that she’s not a threat, a potential ally. Her eyes glow silver and Khonsu caws to the raven, but when she blinks, the silver is gone.