[She sighs before letting out a groan of frustration, releasing her hold on her sword and digging the heel of her shoe sharply against the fence she remains seated on.]

Nothing yet. The way I hear it, we'll know it when this asshole is coming. He's not exactly subtle.

[She's a little on edge, but having an enemy who likes to announce themselves does take a little bit of the work out of it.]

So. We're hunting the same mark.

[Hm. There's a lot of meat to split between two people, supposedly, but she's not sure how she feels about having to share. It's never been one of her finer points.]