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He was alarmed when her head smacked the rain-slick ground--so alarmed he just sort of gaped stupidly for a minute while the strangers did all the heavy lifting, not that that was unusual when Amity tried to tangle himself up in a fight--and then even more alarmed (and maybe, despite himself, impressed) when she miraculously recovered.

So apparently he wasn't the only one who could do something like that. Fine.

He darted ahead of her to root around in the spoils and grab up his prizes.

For some reason, he just kept staring at them, with a stirring in the back of his head that suggested something important.

Vane picked up a couple of trinkets that dropped out of the creature and nodded to the others before heading off in search of something else to hit. ((+1 red vial +1 white tear))

Sadly, Coyote missed any shocked, worried, or impressed glances tossed in her direction from Amity. She was busy rubbing gingerly at her forehead now that the thing was dead. There was a bump there, smaller then it should be, but there, and it stung.

With a sigh she let her hand drop and turned her attention to the spoils, grabbing up whatever bits were left after everyone else had rooted through. They went into her pockets along with everything else she'd collected so far.

"So now what?" was tossed expectantly at Amity. Apparently she was serious about sticking with him for a while.