Without having made eye contact with her fellows, Ithi'Ka stands with her head low and a bow in her hands-- nothing on her person is as it was.  Perhaps no scrap of her old belongings remains.  "Let's hurry," she says softly, her face tipped slightly toward Mark, Sam, and Kasumi.  She turns then, against her saturnine skin under the shadow of her cowl.  A small peak of ash-gray patterned skin is situated in the center of her chin and extends up across her bow-shaped lips. "Where is the howler monkey?" she asks softly, the corner of that mouth tightening to a dry semblance of a smile.