"Hrm?" He clearly hadn't seen her there...which wasn't surprising. His focus hadn't been on his fellow passengers in this deathtrap since they'd departed from what had been fairly-orderly pickups in the various towns and begun toward Olivine in earnest.

...oh it's her again.

"Evolving has hardly changed him from what he's been since day one." the put-out demon assures her, eyes wandering warily to Cujo once in awhile. ....well, to be fair, he IS a cat. Call it instinct.