but the end is near

I didn't come here to make friends
We were born to be suburban legends

Aithne tags along through fields and forests until they finally come to a stop outside the Labyrinth. Slightly out of breath from the run, the Ancient nonetheless looks around, pleased with the outcome of following the birds. The Labyrinth is spooky, dark and dismal and dank in a way that appeals to her. Maybe she can come hunt here sometime.

But for today, they are searching for Jeff, who is apparently close by. "Jeeeeeefffffffffffff," Aithne calls, an echo of the other woman's much more enthusiastic shout. Hopefully they are nearing the end of their search, although at this point, Aithne's new friend seems far less annoyed than she had at the outset. Aithne hopes that she hasn't missed the potential for a lovers' quarrel or something equally entertaining.

When you hold me, it holds me together
And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever

Aithne