Silvia was walking back into an alleyway after spending the past few days within a house truing to recover from the fight she had. Her clothes had been cleaned and her scythe as well. She had made sure the corpses of the criminals were disposed of. She sighs as she goes into the alleyway to where she had sprained her ankle. She climbs onto the roof via the ladder on the side of the building. She sat upon the roof staring at the sky.