At this point, the location of elf camp is probably the worst kept secret on the island. Plenty of folks know where to find the twins or Ren if they're not at the store, come over to hang out, trade gossip, get hustled at Blackjack or whathaveyou. They still change the wind chimes around from time to time, as just like, a fun prank? But a real security system hasn't really been necessary since the early days. So Lup's not worried when she hears somebody approach, isn't in any hurry to stop tidying up in the big nest tent in the center of the campsite.

That changes when she sees Tim. He's not one of their usual visitors, keeps his business at the store or the Denny, unless he's looking for-- the kids. With a cracked voice and tear-stained face. Dread settles in her gut like ice as she rushes out of the tent, ears twitching forward nervously. Something tells her she doesn't wanna know. Not like that's ever stopped her.

"Tim? Is-- What's wrong?"