And Banagher, on the other hand, just doesn't know how to take no for an answer once he's got it in his mind to do something. Especially not when the network was buzzing with preparations for the 'hunt'—an event that was just as worrisome as it was impossible-sounding. But impossible is a word with a brand new meaning as of late, which is why Banagher's here at all, regardless of the fact that Casval himself asked him to keep his nose out of potential danger. To him, idling around wouldn't do anyone much good at this stage, and between sneaking around an empty farm and willingly picking up a gun (to fight werewolves), this seemed like the saner of his two options.

That is, until he feels something like a nudge. Not exactly physical, but not spoken aloud, either.

Who are you?

Tensing, Banagher glances around for a source. Not Lyall. Against his better judgment and before he's consciously aware of it, his quizzical look lands on Stella.