The Osprey narrows her eyes as she aims again, this time for the target's head popping out from around a car. She sighs and lowers her gun when she realizes that morality had taken a hold of her at the most inopportune time, as always, and on top of that her target is alert. From experience, she knows better to wait until he'd calmed down and lowered his guard more, if that would ever happen. She hides on the roof, watching him.