It's only assassin's training that keeps her from swearing out loud at the sound the new arrival outside. Shit. It's not more little things. She could probably handle more little things, but big ones?

In this weather?

The odds were not looking good in her favor. Better make an exit, and quick. Sabers click off, and Dia's quick to slip out of the restaurant and into one of the nearby alleyways, trying to catch a glimpse at what's been called forth from the depths of the storm.

It could be any number of things.

Especially in the Nexus, Dia dared not even hazard a guess.