Prudence just thought to hell with it, and and made her way outside, irritated that inferno followed her. The Mori just continued watching her, silent, those eyes watching her. It was those eyes. Haunted, and broken. That had haunted her when she was a kid for six years until she found her goal of becoming a cop. And then it was the haunted eyes of every victim that chased after her. Sometimes she dreamed of them. But she always stood for them. 

They were all victims here. The difference was, they were alone. They could get passed this, and their deaths. But Pru didn't think they could. Not with people like Jimmy, or Koyuki. Her hands curled into fists. So Jimmy was ticked off about his death, and had experience with being a junkie, but there was a big difference between that, and Zach. You could survive without drugs. You couldn't without blood if you were a vampire. And Koyuki was just a pest, an arrogant annoying pest who liked the sound of her own voice.

Prudence shouldn't judge. But she couldn't help it. A hand slid into hers, smoothing the hand out, so it wasn't a fist anymore. Small and warm. A child's hand. Inferno looked up at Pru, and gave her a smile. Prudence let out a slow, long breath. "I know. I know. I'm letting my anger get the better of me. I shouldn't. I'm just frustrated" she kicked the ground with her shoe, and sighed. Well. She might as well do what she did best. Cop work. 

Zach would need help, she thought. So she would offer her own. Feeling more stable, now that she had claimed a goal, she had a purpose. She began to search around, knowing that he still had to be around somewhere. "Zach?" She called out, walking about, Inferno by her side l