Before Noriko could continue thinking about what the recent departing party was doing, her eyes were on the gruesome sight inside the boat. Covering her mouth and nose, Noriko looked around. She wasn't the type to get queasy, not by any means, but even she was capable of cringing at something like this.<br/><br/>"Ironsides?" Noriko called, not hiding her voice. Once the arms dealer made herself known, the first thing Noriko would ask was what in all creation had happened here. The next would be who that person that visited was. The gang leader already wasn't expecting straightforward to either of those questions