"Ah." she said, nodding. She followed next to him as he paced, her eyes darting from shadow to shadow. She hated the Slums at night, and only tensed up more and more with each sound of a scurrying rat. She heard the voices of two men across the street and grabbed Ion's pantleg to pull him out of the opening of the alleyway until the voiced died down. "Be careful," she hissed to him as a reminder.