He's seen her. Crap.

She sighs, then steps out from the storefront. "If you know to say anything the game is already up, she says with a shrug. She tilts her head, takes him in, notes especially the cane, and the limp. That's an advantage, at least. Joan might not be the best person at fighting, but she's pretty sure she can outrun this guy.

"I don't think we've met."