Brass exhales in mock thoughtfulness. "Well, I think I'm satisfied for now. No promises about the future."<br/><br/>She pats her chest on the uninjured. "At least until this heals more." Which, considering the Infernal's inhuman toughness, could mean anywhere from about a half hour, to a few months worth of several weeks. "Anything you want me to help with before the job tonight? If not, I have a sifu to pester."<br/><br/>Noriko never did really remember much about Brass's teacher. Other than he (or she, possibly it) was quite the master of several disciplines.