As they continue to pass through this part of the city, Eight is hopping in and out of the ink, continuing the trail as they progress. She's looking around and past where they are running, looking to the skies for any sign of danger.

After about a block, she pulls herself out of the ink and splashes it in a different direction than where they were going. She then rushes to Caleb and reaches for his hand. "We need to go on our own for now. If I make an ink trail all the way to Beau's house, they're going to follow it and we'll be putting her in danger."

She smiled. "You look like you're regaining your strength. Too. But how do you feel? Are you hungry or thirsty?"