Katarina came into view of the helicopter just in time to see a man crash through the cockpit and pull out the two pilots. She stuck back a bit towards the rooftop's center in an attempt to not draw any undue attention to herself as she watched the man swoop in and rescue the out of control helicopter. He seemed to be talking, but the distance combined with the helicopter's rotors meant there wasn't chance she could catch a word of it. Katarina silently cursed her former captor, he had grown paranoid near the time of his demise and deactivated the cowl's auditory sensors so she couldn't listen in on him from several rooms away.

Still she looked on hoping to get  a good enough glance of his face for the facial recognition to work with. As if on cue the man decided to pose for pictures. She could feel her eyes almost involuntarily rolling out of a mix of disbelief and exasperation at the man's display of bravado. But still it served to give her cowl more than enough to work with for facial recognition. [color=ec008c]"Me-ow."[/color] She muttered as the recreated image of his face coalesced in the upper right of her vision as the cowl searched all known databases for a match. In the meantime she kept her gaze focused on him as he began to fly once more through downtown Gotham.

'No Matches Found' The message appeared over the mystery man's face as she swung to a neighboring rooftop to maintain visual contact with him. It was a message she had legitimately never seen before and it caught her by surprise to the point that she missed her her intended grab point. She quickly reacted however and the very end link of her whip expanded it's blades and dug into a stone window sill before she had fallen two stories, allowing her to recover quickly. As she climbed onto the roof Katarina decided to run the search again, this just didn't happen. She literally just watched the man pose for a damn picture, he was clearly not the kind of person that tried to hide their identity. It made no sense. Once again however she was met with disappointment and a 'No Matches Found'. 

Katarina considered her options, as a career criminal and a good one at that, her instincts were telling her to just leave. It was obvious that this guy was going to come into conflict with GCPD again, possibly more than just them. And staying away from police related danger was rule number one of being a good thief. But she wasn't just a thief anymore. Katarina let out a deep sigh as that realization hit her. Just because he hadn't hurt anyone yet didn't mean he wouldn't eventually even unintentionally, and if she was gonna call herself one of the 'good guys' she couldn't just let a superpowered mystery man fly through the city unmonitored. Sure there were people leagues more qualified than her for this task she thought. She took a moment to scan the surrounding area for such a party. [color=ec008c]"Guess they're not here."[/color]