"You worry too much. If he chooses to come along and gets killed in the process, it's his fault." Isana shrugged, her shoulders lifting casually. She was not particularly hungry today, she had been snacking from the freezer a few weeks prior. She clasped her hands across her lap and glanced at him from the corner of her eye. "I think its just us today." She allowed the thing about letting the human girl go off, it would have been an easy kill but she always knew he was softer than most Nocturne. She stretched her fingers, her knuckles popping as she did so. She twisted in her seat, pushing off the back of the chair and was on her feet in an instant. "We'll need to go to the Store first. We will have work to deal with quickly so we'll need the tools." Without waiting, she stepped past him, moving to the door and exiting the library.<br/><br/>"So I've been working at the workshop and I am now qualified to make masks." She glanced up and down the street, it was rather empty, save for a handful of people. This was what made it perfect for the Nocturne to congregate here, there were too many people for the Overwatch to dare make a move and there were too few people to be able to stalk without raising one's suspicion.<span style="font-style: italic">To the Store,</span>she thought to herself.