She appears from the shadows. A shifting, rolling blackness that dances from rock to air, turning into a familiar tall, dark woman dressed in red and black.

Alphys may have caught the last of Ravine's entrance, or maybe all of it. She's been shifting from place to place on the islands, exploring the confined lands on this sad little planet.

Soon, she steps towards Alphys. They are not strangers, but Ravine is aware that this little monster lizard has the nerves of a salt shaker -- real trembly and losing more of it as she goes along.

"Do you need anything?" Ravine offers with genuine politeness, despite her unsettling arrival.