Oh yeah, she could go a few round on her opinions of Cinder v Roman, but that would be a 'conversation' for another day without question. Right now, Neo couldn't help the look of smug satisfaction on her face when she saw Emerald reel, because she always wore a look of smug satisfaction when she hit someone hard enough to have them reeling.

There was a 'ting' followed by a 'tink' sound on the ground while the thief turned terrorist was still physically trying to recover her senses from the blow. Neo cartwheeled back in her trademark fashion, several steps to land on the nearest bench, sitting down and crossing her legs as she did. What landed behind and caused that sound was a small, cylindrical cannister. She'd gotten a couple of these two, and she wasn't about to waste what little dust she had. But this would work at point-blank range nicely.

The umbrella snapped open on the count of three and she exhaled, closing her eyes and facing away. At Emerald's feet, the flash-bang went off. The world was a tinnitus ringing and a brilliant world of light with just enough concussive force to possibly knock someone back onto their butt without doing a lot of personal harm. But the nausea people felt when that sound wave hit the ears was never pleasant. Neo was currently banking that, that close, it would do the job of knocking this girl down a peg and getting her pliable so they could talk.

Assuming it was really her. Wouldn't have been the first time a shade from the past had come back to fight.