"Yep! He does all the field missions."

She makes fingerguns at James and winks.

"The Pact leadership will probably have a meeting to discuss next steps after we're all done eating and taking stock of everything that's happened. We will want your company, if you're interested in joining us."

"Sure!"

So they finish eating and after that James leads the way to a different tent.

Anna flutters along after.

There are a few people in the tent already. "Commander. Evanathe," the Pact Marshal greets them.

"Hi, Marshal."

"Commander, is Rytlock still missing?"

"Yes, I th—"

And that's when a bright purple-blue portal appears out of thin air, and a charr wearing a blindfold emerges from it.

"—never mind. Good timing, Rytlock!"

Fancy way to get around.

"Heya."

"Hope you don't mind me joining your meeting without RSVPing, Commander."

"How are you alive? You were in the Mists."

"We'll have time for that later. Who's the butterfly?"

"I'm Evanathe. And not a butterfly."

He snorts. "Fancy costume, then. The Pact command been hiring?"

"Maybe! But that doesn't really be anything to do with me. What's with the-" she waves her hand in front of her eyes, then realizes she might have to also say words, even if he can tell she has wings who knows how he's actually seeing, "-blindfold?"

He grunts and turns to the Commander. "What's the status?"

"Well, we were significantly less prepared than we could have been to Mordremoth's power, and would be dead or worse if it weren't for Evanathe here."

"That's me, heroic rescuer."