Oh great, a cop. A cop who knew her, that was even worse. But she wasn't exactly in a situation where she could complain about any help, and her path shifted, taking her to and past him as the floating ball head things came racing after her.

"I'm being chased by those things, how do you think I am?"

Her answer was immediate, and snarky, and 'you idiot' and she probably should've felt bad, but she was now distracted by the...bubble thing? And reached out to touch it.

"...Are you doing that?"