Shilo knew the tunnel so well that she could walk it with her eyes closed and often she did. Tonight she walked it with her eyes open and was surprised to see a bluish glow at the end of the passageway. Shilo frowned, for a moment convinced that she was seeing things. She sped up, then suddenly found herself stopping just inside the tomb.
He was too distinctive not to recognise, even from behind, even crouched down and hunched over something. Shilo opened her mouth, but he stood before she could say anything. The Graverobber turned, leaving the rucksack he'd been hunched over on the ground. He held a dirty glass jar in his hand, a large, glowing bug still fluttering about inside it. Shilo stared, no longer sure what to say. As the silence stretched she noticed three other identical jars already in place about the crypt, each one containing a live, glowing bug that was the source of the faint bluish light.
"What are you..?" Shilo began, eventually finding her voice.
Graverobber held out the jar, an oddly mischievous look on his face. "I just came by to bug you."
Shilo took the jar from him as if he were something poisonous and the bug something to be rescued. She examined the bug inside the jar, pleasantly surprised to find that this was a species she didn't have in her collection. Her eyes flicked to the Graverobber and she looked at him through the dirty glass for a moment before cradling the bug jar against her chest. "Thank you," she said, "I guess."
The Graverobbed shrugged as if physically dismissing her thanks. He turned to leave, looking over his shoulder at the last second to offer her a knowing smirk.
Shilo stared after him long after he'd been lost to the gloom of the night, frowning as she thought. Inside the jar the insect buzzed, its tiny feet clinking against the glass.
