Yes, well, she pities the horse too. These things just sort of happen. Alucard should stop by the kitchen in the guild hall sometime.

"Treading a hole in the carpet already?" Deadpan joking aside, she really would like to get out for a while. She shouldn't, but she can feel the edges of her attention span starting to blur, and even Integra's workaholic drive isn't immune to over-stressing her mind. She flips closed the folder she was pursuing and then stretches over to grab her boots off the floor. "Anything in mind?"

(What needs killed that's not on the books?)