[Her draconic body runs hotter than her shielding, for a change. She seems to be pacing around and grumbling as she thinks.

It doesn't take long. As much as she is loath to leave, it isn't worth tangling with Red Hood over what's meant to be a temporary stop. She's seen those swords slice through wings. And then there's her stance of non-interference. She moved all the way to Massachusetts to avoid butting into whatever Jason was doing in Central, just as she would hate for any non-residents getting into Sunset Falls business. If there's crime stuff happening in there, she doesn't want to know about it.

She sits facing away from him, dropping the barrier and spooling out tendrils to collect her hoard.]

Fiiiiiiiiine. I'll go elsewhere for the night.