Zhere are plenty of vays to learn more about zomeone, like valking into zhe shop and talking to me, not stalking me.

[That was her job. Perhaps it's time he re-learned some of his fear and who better of a teacher than her? Rip smiled slightly before hefting her umbrella to rest against her shoulder, much like she would her dear musket if she had brought it with her.]

Vas it~? It seemed to get zhe interest of a lot of people. Zome of vhich I'm sure simply vatched and didn't speak to me.

[Rip knows Integra is watching her. But would she send a lacky to confront the huntress? She doubted it. Which means this poor soul is dinner.]