The Sparrow released a long sigh after watching Muriel disappear. For a moment, she simply sat there, relaxing her breathing and calming her weakened body. She was covered in bruises, from her neck to her legs, whic she would have to cover up before the meeting that night. Fingers moving around the collar, she twisted it around so the chain was in front of her. Taking hold of the part where metal met metal, she gave it a turn efore yanking hard. The collar opened and the chain clanked back against the wall. It was a good thing Paul had never figured that out.<br/><br/>Standing, she looked at the pile of her torn clothes, frowning. Clad in only heels, she moved to the door to the tunnel. "I'll be back, my Angel. I have business to attend to." Sure the woman had heard her words, Julie-Anna slipped into the tunnel and returned to the main hall. There, she pulled an overcoat on before making her way home, hair fixed up in a bun as if nothing had happened.