The tiniest of smiles graced Ciara's mouth, if only because Blue looked like he was readying himself to walk to his own death. Blowing his cover, revealing that she knew who he was, it wasn't the worst thing she could think of to have had happen. At least not for her. For all she knew, this was the worst thing he could think of to happen, and the thought made the smile drop from her face, her expression mimicking his own solemn one.
"It's Ciara," she told him, hoping the offer of her real name might put him at ease a little. She found out something about him, maybe if he knew something about her it would even the tables a little. "And now, I'd say we take some food back to McGuire, you two eat, and that's that."
Ciara had tried to keep her tone on the lighter side, which may or may not have been weird. Certainly whenever she'd been around Blue she'd likely been bickering with Wolf, which meant he probably only knew Ciara's less than pleasant side. Then again, that was the side most people knew.
"I can pretend we never saw each other," she offered, letting the smile come back. "If it helps?"