For a moment, Ellyn stared, mouth open, at the bat on her shoulder.

Then she remembered just who she was carrying, and unwrapped the kid. She'd been trying to be very careful--if the bat survived, the kid should be okay too.

Ellyn hoped.

"Got the bottle near the kid too," she grunted. "Figured it might be a dose o' some sort ta keep it asleep or quiet."