"He was trained well." The words didn't hold favor. They were stated coldly as fact. Trained well, but not the best. "He is a tough shit, if he's survived this long on his own." It was hard, even without the ninjas to live on the streets alone. She could have easily been jumping too conclusions.
"Are you on your own?" She turned to look at him. The fact that she couldn't see his face or read his expression didn't bother her. She turned her head slightly, then canted it. Then she looked down at edge of the roof leading to the alley. A moment later a few voices started up, along with the sound of someone tripping over a dumpster and some curses. It wasn't an immediate threat. She turned her attention back to the man in front of her.