Nightshade had huffed at the woman’s tattoo; she clearly didn’t understand what Nightshade stands for. She’d run to the police to buy the rebels some time, expertly freeing those who had been captured and avoiding getting caught herself. Currently, she’s smiling sweetly and flipping off an officer that was celebrating his victory in obtaining a bus load of rebels, and she kicks the private area of an officer attempting to sneak up on her.