Sigmund had arrived quietly and without fanfare, she wasn't a fan of traveling to Midgard, too much cement and steel. The smell of the forest was all but forgotten amongst it, a few trees here and there to give a false sense. Still, her father tried to keep her out of this. Which, of course, meant she would get involved just to spite him.<br/><br/>Sigrund didn't make her presence known,, not immediately at least. Flashy entrances were for others to make, a hunter was patient and waited. She shook her head when the box of gloves was offered, crime scenes weren't her specialty and its be better to let others handle that. Still, every attacker had to have a way in and out, maybe she could spot something amiss just from a distance.