Dracubat begins packing immediately. Bullet scurries about gathering some capes and a few outfits that Dracubat might need, especially if he has to go undercover. “Master, should I pull the red and black cape for you?” Dracubat looks at Bullet as if seeing him for the first time. He tries to hide the fact that he is nervous. “Of course, Bullet. That’s a great idea. Just in case something. . .” But he cannot bring himself to finish his thought. Bullet stares at his master wide eyed and runs off to retrieve the cape. Dracubat feels a lump in his throat.