The Splatlands were scorching hot as usual. Coming out here to the gorge, it helped clear Horn Helmet's mind and focus on what was happening in Splatsville. But at the sound of footsteps, she sat up on her car, watching you walk by. "Hey, this area's off limits." She sounded stern, but she actually wouldn't mind the company. That, and technically, both you and her were both trespassing...