They were definitely something more or less positive. She didn't have any misgivings about Emerald. Sure, she could be a viperish little thing when she got annoyed, but then again Neo was no kind, compassionate soul herself. You didn't get into their line of work by being nice people, and outside of the way that she worshiped the ground Cinder walked on? Neo had no issues with her, and really... she probably felt more sympathy for her than anything on that. Cinder had her hooks pretty tight in this woman, and it was painfully obvious to her, Mercury, Roman and pretty much anyone else who'd ever worked with her. Emerald wore her idolization of that bitch on her sleeve.

That... that was going to be a minor issue maybe. But she didn't need to cross it right now. She could just let that sleeping dog lay, even if Cinder was bound to come up. Emerald would want to know, probably.

She motioned for her to follow and propped her umbrella up on her shoulder, heading toward the hair of the Dog. As she walked, there was a short halt in her steps. The hat. Her face got a little dark and she looked like she was trying to decide if she should say something. they all used ammunition against each other back home... no, she wasn't hiding this.

It was his.
I'd rather not talk about him, ok?

She held the phone for her to see before jerking her head again. Roman... could wait. Two years a sore spot, he could wait.