Izual grimaced. Well, this wasn't going well. She opened her mouth to speak a few times, but it seemed like it would be best to just let Bastian finish speaking before defended herself. Not even Izual was quite sure how to spin this one, however, and by the time he finished her lips were pursed and her posture was very straight.
"Well for the first week attendance was down," she said, "But now that there's a suspect it's recovering."
As for their shared parking lot... well. How to defend that? Her busy mind raced, clawing at the dirt walls of the grave she'd dug for herself.
"It wasn't necessary at first," Izual said, "Such a small town, after all. And we do have that agreement with the angels," she raised her eyebrows a little, thinking that was a good point to make, "Aggression outside of that simply seemed unlikely."
Not that any of that answered his question. She couldn't answer it directly, though, because the honest answer was simply that she hadn't thought of it. It might've even crossed her mind, and she'd delegated it to an assistant, and then the assistant would burn out and she'd forget.
I forgot seemed like a good way to get a hide-flaying. And not the pleasant kind.