Presley owns only one suit and one pair of dress shoes, both charmed ash-grey in a weak nod to the prom theme. A few hours ago, he'd regretted not buying something flashy to wear to his junior prom, and now, well... small favors.

"Put some power into it and throw it in the direction of the central green," Presley suggests. They might as well test out one of their routes, and the straightest line to the infirmary is as good as any. "And just in case... get ready to run."