Ness followed close to Sev as they walked, her eyes scanning the area as she tried her best to spot anyone that looked like Sev, or that she knew. She her who would be after her- She didn't need to be close to feel her presence... She could be the reason it was raining even, Ness stiffled a laugh as she enjoyed her own mental joke. She was worried, not by what Sev said... Well, slightly what Sev said, but moreso if she ran into her then Sev may hear the story and judge her differently.
No one believed the real truth when they were told the lie first... Maybe if she got the chance she could tell Sev. When would be the best chance to even mention it? Maybe when they're off the planet, that way they'd be away from any immediate danger... Hopefully. She flinched when Sev pulled her arm around her, she listened before she gave a small nod.
"Okay. Keep to the crowds?" She asked, to her that seemed like the better idea, maybe Sev thought otherwise, she'd wait for her response to see if it was a good idea, "So hand on gun at all time." She finished, moving her hand to slip it beside her gun, ready for anything.
Feya flinched when her coms flickered, before she nodded, lowering her finger from her earpiece before she narrowed her eyes. She looked up to find Six, spotting her almost immediately before she moved to follow her eyesight.
The Councilwoman breathed in, she didn't realize how much she wasn't using her sense of smell because the wave of smells hit her in the face. She could taste everything she smelt for a moment before she closed her eyes to focus, she focused on a familiar scent and she froze. She breathed in before she opened her eyes, grinning to show her row of sharp, pointed shark-like teeth. "If you lose them somehow I have the taste of the bounty." She replied to Six, her voice was slightly different, the hunger flickered through her words. She held back in shifting her forms, she had hidden under a guise since she landed.. People would know she was a council member but no one actually knew who she was. She held back on showing who she really was because she knew she wouldn't get information when people were staring down the sharp, smooth muzzle of a Sharphest.
It was the reason she was unphazed by the rain; it was almost natural for her. Although she knew too long in this weather will revert her change despite how much energy she used to hold it back. She felt it already; she felt her mouth and nose start to jutter outwards and her skin almost itch and burnt, breaking out in small scales. Her hood of her cloak moved at the back, pulling the hood back slightly, almost revealing her face.