Mira didn't normally work the night shift, but that night was inventory, so there she was. Normally one of the other staff did it, but once a quarter when they did a full check she liked to be the one. Despite it being dark, she still used the braille labels and her speech to text program as she never really learned how to read real letters. She was done for the most part, the rest of her staff were taking it easy as no one was in making special orders and they'd busted through most of the prep for the next day. She bid them a good night as she exited the kitchen, prepared to leave for the night. The kitchen was dark, but the cafeteria was brighter, even with the 'mood lighting' for the late night, she was at a disadvantage.
Her cane lead the way as she started to leave, pausing as she heard the noise of someone and detected a fruity damp scent in the air. It was a little off though, not as potent as something like a wet dog, but also stronger than she was used to. "Finding everything alright?" She asked as she paused, not actually looking at the person.
Mira herself was dressed a lot more casual than normal, a pair of blue jeans that had a tear in one knee and an old loose fitting t-shirt. Her skin was a darker red in the dim light and her shimmer more subdued except when she was directly under a light source. Her shoulder length white hair was pulled back and shades covered her eyes.