A faint rustle echoes through the corridor.

A figure drops lightly from above, landing just close enough of the person, to feel the shift in air. Long ribbons sway behind her as she straightens, crimson eyes glinting with interest.

Shiranui looks up and down slowly and unapologetically at the newcomer. “So… you’re the one causing all this trouble?” A faint smile curves her lips, confident and knowing. “Relax. If I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t still be breathing.” She steps closer, close enough to be dangerous. “Now tell me… are you worth my time?”