[Kyouka narrows her eyes at the box, uncertainty settling somewhere down in her stomach. She hasn't been in this world for a long time, and she has no idea what a saint cloth is, but... That box belongs to him, and it's clearly not in the state it should be in. Uncertainty grows into foreboding the longer she looks at it, but she elects not to say anything else about it yet.]

I've heard there were strange things happening in the city, but... [Nothing like this, is what she intends to say, but then- did something just move? Kyouka narrows her eyes, hand going to her blade.] Something's down here with us. [Because she's been what she is for too long to not recognize a predator sneaking in for the kill. No one in the Port Mafia, not even a less "experienced" former member like her, would be caught unaware by something so obviously hunting them.] You should stay on your guard.

[Her eyes are sharp, glinting dangerously.] But if someone or something attacks, I'll eliminate them.

[She won't let anyone get hurt if she can stop it. Not anymore.]