Isana's laughter boomed in the large recess of the room, "See?"<span style="font-style: italic">I've become much stronger, and faster. Much more than I could ever wish.</span>She turned to face her sister, a smug look of victory on her face. However, she could only see her sister's face register shock and disgust, before worry as she rushed forward with a packet of tissues.<br/><br/>"Take this, take this!" Touka took the entire stack of tissue paper, separating it from the plastic packaging, and pressed it onto the wound. "Keep pressure on the wound, I'll go get help." She got to her feet and ran out, searching for help in the most covert manner as she could.<br/><br/>Isana turned back to face away from the door, her face now devoid of emotion. She padded across the room, hooking her fingers in what appeared to be a gab between the floorboards. Light emitted from the gap as she lifted the hidden trapdoor open, dipping her hand into the cool space of the refrigerator and picking a paper-wrapped package. She closed the lid silently and dropped the meat next to Nakahiro and made for the door without a word.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Yuno accepted the handkerchief, wrapping it around her cup of ice water to collect moisture before moving to wipe the stain. "I'll wash this for you. Unless you want it back." She folded the hanky and placed it to the side where either of them could reach it if they wanted to.<br/><br/>"Holy-" Yumi craned her neck taking in the two others who had just arrived and greeted her rather suddenly. "Did we have another new guy? I thought it was just the kid." She glanced at Jo, as though he would know information locked in her working email. "Never mind. Take a seat, I'll get all of this sorted out." She waved a hand turning back to her food. "And, it's ma'am, not sir. It's also not very flattering." She parroted her words for the umpteenth time.<br/><br/>She turned to the other lady, "So Miss Colla, you're right, I am Ogura, one of the many nicknames plays on that, the Ogre." She smiled mirthlessly, taking another spoonful of her lunch as her other hand rolled up her sleeve. "We'll get to introductions later, I'm busy eating lunch." She said in between mouthfuls.<br/><br/>"Small talk aside if everyone here is on my team, we're to take it slow and aid the investigation. I may have my own<span style="font-style: italic">errands</span>to run at that time." One of her private tasks, it has taken a turn for the better in the past week, hopefully it would earn her a promotion.