As Tiberius sprinted off, Kaite clicked a few clawed fingertips against the chin-region of her helmet in thought. After a moment, she looked over at Gorman who seemed a bit wounded over the exchange with her associate. Sighing, she gave him a gruff slug to the shoulder before saying, [color=a187be]"Ah don't think about it. Noble knightly types; th'armor does nothin' for their pride"[/color] with a dismissing chuckle. Her composure rubber-banded back to as it had been before Tiberius had arrived.
[color=a187be]"Now..."[/color] Kaite began, hands on her hips as she looked up and down the streets. She was a more opportunistic hunter, and tracking wasn't one of her strong suits. After a moment, she looked back the way Tiberius had come from. [color=a187be]"...yeah, why not check out the scene?"[/color] she suggested, starting off in the direction she supposed it was, having not heard the screams.

Getting tied up in civil quandaries wasn't her intention as she had been keen on leaving, though Sir Knight Tiberius's appearance reminded her of her obligations as a soul that wore steel. Kaite hated it, feeling like she was being pulled apart while slowly wandering down the street and into the alleyway, simply hoping she'd run into something of relevance.