Chiana cocks her head to the side, circling the young woman who is studying her with an equal amount of intensity.

"You're the smart one," she says, smiling, "because you don't look like someone who can make a Peacekeeper cry for his mother."

Lucy smiles at her in return, spreading her arms wide in what is either a gesture of welcome or getting her hands free so that knives in her sleeves can come out should Chiana turn out to be unfriendly.