Not granted the zoom of digital sight, Kaneda couldn't see the girl on the highway the way Sarah could, not yet at least. The suit lept across the gulfs between ruined hulking buildings, changing floors, and sometimes angles, seemingly at random. The flying platforms clearly had the edge in speed, but that wasn't surprising, given that they avoided the obstacles of travelling below the skyline of the city, or between buildings. Still, she was catching up, and as her suit made the last, longest leap, back to the highway, she made sure that she came down far more softly then she previously had, and the suit seemed to slow mid-air, in its descent, sliding the pavement and into a walk.<br/><br/>The woman on the highway seemed clean, immaculate even, and beautiful. Every step made her image sharper, not that even her first sighting hadn't conferred some sense of what the woman's features were. It didn't really matter to her who she was, or what she was doing on the highway, only what Kaneda was going to do. Sarah had only mentioned offhand that she'd start taking spoils of her own, if only because she'd had the idea in her head that it would be of mild annoyance to the all-too needy males of their gang. She kept her suit moving, closing the distance to the woman. She knew that it was probably pointless to demand they leave her alone. If the woman had supplies, a gun, anything, they'd probably take it. Still, she was going to draw the line somewhere. Again, it didn't feel like a moral issue, it was a point of pride, after all, she could kill two birds with one stone, if she had to. She was owed at least as much as the other men, and certainly more as well, and she hadn't yet cashed in, or even demanded her standard from the gang. This seemed like a relatively harmless fight to pick in the long run, as long as she got her way, and she would.