And Ginia, cloaked and masked, looks... remarkable calm. Calmness was one of her greatest traits as a hunter, and, to some, her most unnerving. She nods in silent agreement, offering her own promise as a hunter and as a rebel against the king. In a single step, she moves from the shadows of the alley back onto a roof. Ginia straightens up and offers another nod.

Liara will have her routes and rotations the next time they meet. Until then? Smiling behind her mask, Ginia disappears out of sight.