It had not been a particularly simple task to hike back down from a literal mountain, but Smith had managed, although even the recent memory of the journey took on a surreal, dream-like quality. Like she had sleepwalked for most of it, in between the twilight of unconsciousness and waking. Either way, she'd made it. And from the base of the mountain, it was a straight shot to the city she'd spied at its peak—the skyscrapers that loomed on the horizon were rather hard to miss. She didn't remember much of that walk, either. This was fine. And on the outskirts of the city, Smith encountered her first individual since the dinosaur she awoke to. Only it was a cat this time. Or something kind of like a cat, given its one glowing eye and... all the rest of it, really. And also the cacti. Smith approached slowly—not hesitantly, but enough that she had time to process. "Are you a Dorumon, too?" she asked the cat-thing dryly, lips pursed to the side in thought.