And just where did she think she was going? They weren't done with their little chat, as far as Neopolitan was concerned. Ruby had yet to babble her foolish little excuses for getting her boss and arguably the only person on the planet she actually gave two shits about killed. Oh, the blame rested heavily on Cinder but she remembered all too well who'd been on that ship that night, fighting him. She wasn't going to let miss motor mouth get away quite that easily.

When the darting started, there was familiarity in that moment. Neopolitan had fought this girl ample times in the past. She remembered what she could do, and she was already in motion, running and spinning a cartwheel to vault her way over and land on her feet, only to realize something.

Huh. She'd expected Ruby to be, you know, further away by now. She turned and put the point of her umbrella down, looking at her oddly, perhaps even a little offended. She'd better not be taking it easy on the girl just because she didn't have a combat-oriented semblance like her. Ruby should know better.

Someone hadn't quite figured out that powers didn't work right here yet. hers were almost all skill based, not semblance or dust based.