"Yeah, that's a bad idea," she says, though probably not loud enough for the thief to hear, and she doesn't seem rushing to follow him.

See, whatever the heck her familiar is, it has this habit of sticking to the shadows around the city.

As such, the alley the guy ducks down suddenly has a howl and a growling sound echo out from it as her still-unnamed - because she's still wrapping her head around it and naming something that looks like THAT is weird to her - Beowolf Grimm makes his presence known.

Ruby instead just covers the entrance to the alley.

"Seriously, you're probably better off taking your chances with us."