You're sure she'll make it home eventually

You clasp your hands together on a job well done, as you hurry back to town through the forest at unimaginable speeds, sending the foliage rustling in your wake. Evellyn will find her way back home, you’re confident she’ll manage. Meanwhile you can go check out that artificer, and ask them about who ordered those gas bombs made.

However zipping and stripping around is hard, calorie-consuming work, your stomach is starting to rumble. How about instead you jaunt back to Evey’s place first? Maybe you can ask Polly to make you some sandwiches or an omelet, or something like that. Work can wait until after lunch.

You speed through the forest, then the grain fields beyond with the city in sight. In less than a flash you’ve passed through its gates and the warren of streets, hopping over the wall separating Evellyn’s mansion from its neighbors.