Carra chuckles and slides off of him, her knife in her hand. She smirks impishly and stands, pocketing her knife and brushing herself off. She extends a hand to help Lynn up. "Hey, I get that. I can shift into the blondie to scout out her stuff, they seem pretty close," she says quietly so no one would hear them, more to herself than to him. 

Zenith nods with a faint smile. "That sounds great, but maybe later? I have to finish my rounds first, then I'll pop by. If that's okay, of course."