This was not what Nita had had in mind for getting a sense of the nightlife. She'd given up on there being a good time, with how hectic life in the archipelago had proven thus far, but stumbling upon vandalizers was still far from what she'd been prepared for.

She'd dealt with far worse back home, but it was also simultaneously... mundane. Almost eye-roll worthy.

/Put it down!/ she called, drawing the attention of - well, more people than she was comfortable with, frankly. /Unless you want to be breathing that in for the rest of your life?/

It was a genuine question, not a threat... but the gang didn't seem to be taking it that way. Whoops...?