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Well, you could use a bit of time ether to predict their movements. It doesn't seem like the best use of it, but maybe you can do the same thing without the ether.

Sooner or later they'll probably want to go to their beast, so they're bound to try and get closer to it sometime. Just in case they have to make a quick escape before confirming whether anyone's here. But if being spotted is risky enough, they'll focus on confirmation, maybe even waiting until dawn to do so.

"How exactly are they watching us?" you ask Sunflower. "With eyes like yours? A sailor's eyepiece? Magic?"

"Didn't see an eyepiece or anything like that. But they also weren't straining their eyes. Magic could explain that, but if that were it..."

Black suddenly starts talking, just as Sunflower stops. You think he realized he was saying a bit more than he meant to.

"What if it wasn't about us? Maybe they were watching for a signal, like how we contacted each other but with lights instead of sounds. If it was conspicuous enough, you wouldn't need any eyepieces or spells or whatnot to catch sight of it."

That gives you a thought.

"When you grabbed me, I was trying to look into a window. Could their accomplice be inside the guildhouse? They'd only have to put the lights on for a moment. We might not even catch it."

"I would," Sunflower says, but he seems hesitant. "Unless I'm off my game tonight. What do you think, Black?"

There's a brief pause before Black speaks up.

"I think he's right. Someone's in the guildhouse. Don't know who, exactly, or why, but that's what my gut is telling me."

"Well, you've got one of the most reliable guts I've ever known," Sunflower replies. "Does it have any other thoughts at the moment?"