Walking around the Undercity may have been a mistake, and you've long since regretted it, but what can you do if you need help and basically... you're pretty used to it now. Vi wrinkles her nose in frustration as you try to carefully sanitise one of her nasty cuts. When did she ever get into a fight? You only missed her by a couple of hours.

Now, having already rented some dodgy room for the night, and barely being able to explain to the landlady why you look so battered- and why an enforcer, you, is even around.

So, here she is. Sitting on the rusty bed, with you kneeled in front of her, and she hisses unhappily. "You could be a little more careful," she exhales hoarsely, arching one eyebrow defiantly.