When she saw the Oracles, Whisper remembered something vital. The memory brought back some of her pain-addled mind.
The hawkmoth's pheromones!
'I threw the pheromones at the hornet, and then she disappeared—no, she didn't disappear!' Whisper froze with wide eyes when she realized *who* was holding her gently but firmly as they hovered in the air.
Whisper didn't even know what to feel! She should've been afraid or angry, but the pheromones' hypnosis didn't let her think that the "giant bee" was someone hostile.
And the hornet herself was clearly as affected by the pheromones as Whisper and everybody else who smelled them. Whisper didn't even want to think what the hornet must've been seeing in her head right now.
The Oracles flew to the group, but didn't get too close, staring at the giant bee with wonder and some fear.
"What a creature… Agent Whisper, we wouldn't even dream of being in your place right now," the younger Oracle said. "The hawkmoth's pheromones worked very well."
