A brow quirked high, even though he couldn't see it, when he didn't respond. She was freaked. Just a little bit but the fact that he hadn't killed the other guy was enough to have her approaching cautiously. Very cautiously. Since she didn't think she could take on a flaming skull. Still. Freaked or not, this was her city-where she lived, that she protected-and she was going to get some questions answered.
"Can you talk?" That had to be the first question. Because it would be a waste demanding answers if he couldn't talk and answer them. And she doubted he was as crafty as Star. He could be. But what did he have? Flaming paper in his pocket? "Because I have some questions. Starting with, I hope to Dios that the guy down there deserved to be knocked out." She paused. "Fine. Starting with a statement."