[ She doesn't respond to the thank you; just hold that approval close like a gold star, Kanji, because Heaven knows that's harder to come by than gold dust. ]

They do that.

[ She tapped the sealed compartment at shoulder level, and retrieved her communicator, briefly flicking the screen in Kanji's direction. ]

There's a file on the network with a map for Traverse Town, shows where the higher concentration of nightmares are likely to appear. Use that to avoid getting caught out without back up.