She hadn't really had a chance to check the last time night had fallen, but sometimes certain plants didn't open up until nightfall. Which meant that if she wanted to try to get some of those sorts of plants with a minimum amount of bother, she had to do it now before the 13th hour stuck. Why was there a 13th Hour to begin with? She didn't know, or care really. All she knows is that it's a bit of a nuisance.

She flits through the fields, searching. It was a clear enough night, so there should be something of note, she hopes. Of course, she isn't exactly good at making herself look unsuspicious.