"Most people don't like it when I start proving myself with these things," Kira warns, letting Sam walk ahead in the intended direction with Sonny behind. He doesn't think either of them would let him trail behind, wouldn't be too watchful of him trying to slip away from back there. "Besides, the magnets you'd prefer to listen to won't help us find a person."

A mournful sound cuts across the canopy, from a distance Kira can't measure up ahead, and he comes up to Sam's side, mindful of the light showing the ground under their feet and the truth of his concerns.

"I've never gotten lost in here before," he promises. "Cards don't care where the landmarks are, they just know the destination."