As you walk up the southern pathway into the mountains, drawing closer to Robin’s shop, you hear a strange rumbling. Curious, you follow your ears in search of the source of the noise. The carpenter’s shop comes into view, the darkness of the night illuminated by the front door light. Sitting in front of the garage is Sebastian on his motorcycle, the loud rumble rolling from the bike. His eyes light up as he notices you, casting an almost uncharacteristic sense of excitement on his face. “Hey, Anon. I was just about to head out.”