The dirty streets of Zaun are filled with shady figures glancing at you—further ahead a well know face stands with blue hair, the others seem to be avoiding her. "Sooo, What are we standing around for?" She taps her foot impatiently while her fingers twiddle a blue orb. Her eyes glace at nothing "NO! Stop talking...It was NOT my fault." It seems she is talking to herself as if talking to someone not there.