How unfortunate it is that this connection of theirs only seems to go one way, because Atem would feel how proud Ravine is right now. There he goes. That's her regalia. Isn't his ingenuity so lovely? It's not like she can even talk about it to anyone else, as people seem to already be dispersing bit by bit in a matter of minutes. When the phones stop working, the disgruntled handful leave to fix their seemingly malfunctioning devices, unaware of the little falcon flitting from person to person and tampering with their electronics.

All she can do is just smile after Atem seems to have made work with the crowd. Once he's finished, she gives a few muffled claps with her gloved hands.

"Pretty clever. I could not have done better, myself."

Perhaps she's giving him too much credit.

Or not enough? That would be her most humble opinion.