Grace tilted her head at the man who was sliding through the window in his logia form.  Bullets of water splashed harmlessly behind him.  Well, harmlessly to everything, but for the flames which threatened to set the entire place up in flames.  Which was Grace considered a win.  Hands in her pockets she watched the man's retreat.  

Unsure of what the variables or history was in regards to the situations, Grace started to feel like there was perhaps something she should be doing.  After all, standing on the sidelines and watching people get hurt or try to get hurt, was paramount to doing harm herself.  Frowning, she squeezed her fist.  There was a flash of light in her eyes as she set her mind to 110%.  Frowning she disappeared to sight and reappeared to snatch up the piece of paper, with the bounty of the logia user, and brought it up for a closer look.

By and large Roam was the greater of two evils, especially since she didn't notice any of the others around's pictures on the bounty walls.  Which meant, at the absolute minimum, the opposing individuals hadn't done anything the world government blamed them for.  She watched the man slipping through the window seal.

"He's gone."  She said, crumpling the wanted poster and dropping the waded parchment on the ground.  "Didn't seem you guys came very close."