"Is everything alright, Isana?" Nakahiro asked, noticing how she broke down after seeing the woman. This all... Was a little bit concerning. The black-gloved hand of his appeared on her shoulder. "She spoke like she knew you." He didn't ask who the woman was. Even though she bore a distant resemblance to Isana, it didn't seem like the younger ghoul<span style="font-style: italic">wanted</span>to be asked about her.<br/><br/>Maybe it was just a mistake, and the woman mistook Isana for someone else. Straightening his back once more, he looked up at the sky. "Whoever it was... It doesn't matter. We have to hurry. We're more likely to get a prey at the evening than night." Not mentioning that the more dangerous concurrence was out at night, too.<br/><br/>Unbeknownst to him, a figure watched him, perched on a nearby roof. A grin, full of dark pleasure, crept onto the mouth, full of razor-sharp teeth. Little ghouls... Weren't they foolish, standing in the middle of the street like that? Especially so near dangerous places... And after nightfall.