"You're overthinking," Gata said, pupils widening into deadly circles. "Taowu is [i]eyes[/i]. That's it. Listen to me. Do not give a shit about Taowu unless she flips Cross. If she does, then you're fucked."

Tension rippled through her. She focused. The adjoining skyscraper. An impossible jump. Every part of her body vibrated with readiness; a tension blinding, claws tearing apart the alumnium of the empty can. She was going to do it, she was going to -

She stood up, crushed the can, put it back in her bag. Walked like a human over to the service elevator. 

"Don't do speed for speed. Not a race, not a horse. Know when to leave. Know when to [i]wait[/i]. You don't [i]have [/i]to do stuff. Don't be an eye guy. Later."