She stopped when she saw someone stagger out of an alley and into a pool of light. Frankly, the fellow looked to have too many problems of his own to worry about causing trouble for anyone else, but Ionae wasn't one to trust in luck.

She didn't reach for her rifle yet, but she backed up a bit, into the light of the previous streelamp a little bit behind.

"What are you doing? Don't try anything, I'm armed."