(I know you do. And we will. I want that. Shut up, Pit.)

It is an odd feeling, but Soldat has experienced this sort of thing before. With Beacon spirits, with their people back in Beacon, in their own damn head. They let it wash over them and hold on in the back of their mind, with the Asset holding steady like it always does, and the Bottomless Pit mentally circling the connection with something like greed.

Soldat ignores them all for now, focuses on their friend, and steps out of the mist and into a tavern. They remember her saying this is where she used to work, a place like this, but they don't immediately see her, under her table. Looking around, the call softly, "Buttercup?"