The Huntress examined the communicator before she slipped it in a pouch on her utility belt. At least now she had the option of contacting O instead of the other way around.
"Anything else?" she asked, turning her back to the other mask and focusing her attention on the street below. This conversation had no reason to continue in her opinion. The woman had delivered her message, given her more information on Oracle than most would ever get, and handed over the package. If there was anything else that needed to be discussed, she was going to dive off the roof to get away.