He looked up at the dimming sky, that automatic strange swaying coming into play again with him. It was still faint, but he didn't seem to up for the dark. But he showed nothing of it, only his eyes as he looked back to Carter before to Rose. He was curious as to how they could help.

"Can we trust you? Aren't you the one that follows Silver?" TJ asks Flower.

"Yes, but I don't believe what they are doing is right," Flower sighed looking up at them with wide lime green eyes, "Plus, I'm a color too, if I wanted to hurt you I would have already," It wasn't the best thing to say, but it made sense, "I... I know where Map-Maker is."

Kris soon had put a hand to his shoulder to pressure the pain, it helped a bit, as he listened to this person. 'Another color ... hm, interesting. Looks like this business is getting very serious about finding this Map-Maker.' He thought.

Blackie bounces up. "Will you play a game with me? Apart from the stick one TJ always plays. I hid his stick." Blackie puffs up triumphantly.
"Where'd ya put it then, Blackie?" TJ asks.
"I gave it back to you." Blackie says, pointing with her nose to the staff in his hands. TJ chuckles.
"Oh. Yeah."

Azrail offers to help heal Kris again.

"I'm okay, it'll heal on its own, buddy." He said, giving a self sure smirk.

"Later, I would play now but I'm afraid Silver will find out about me and deal with me," Flower sighed, looking around as they checked to make sure no one was around them, "We should head now... or I can just give you instructions?"

"I'm assuming somethin' nasty would happen to ya', but I guess you'd have to deal with it." He said softly, smirking more as if making the pun to himself had been able to make him feel better. Inside it hadn't, but he was a jerk at times.

"You can just give us instructions if you want." Sam offers, not wanting Flower to get in trouble.