Ithi'Ka blinks once, considering Kasumi's reactions.  "I am not trying to be evasive.  I just... know little, at this point."  She follows along, looking for the night clerk... of course, in these short hours of pre-morning, she expects the ghouls of the academy to be in high form.  "I associate this one with something I have... well, we once encountered.  It can change its shape, but is of lesser power."  She clenches her fist then, angry at her insensitivity.  "Not like... you know.  Something made flesh, like a barghest.  In need of flesh to survive."  She cracks her knuckles idly, one by one.  "It may have a herd of victims to draw from, now.  This place I have learned of, it is called, at least casually, as a farm."  The association, however light, is a grisly one.