Pretty sure they don't have crime labs here. Anything having to do with evidence is on us, at this point. Besides... the Black Fist are what passes for police around here. Don't think I'm a fan.

[Something about them just rubs her the wrong way.

She, too, follows the blood towards the water, stooping down once more to get a better look at the pool without actually reaching out to touch it just yet.]

Seems like a lot of blood for one person.

[Unless there's another reason the water is so dark. She stiffens suddenly, her ears perking up noticeably as her gaze flicks back to where they'd come from, then towards the statue.]

Did you hear something?