if there was one thing she wasn't use to, it was rather large crowds. especially when she couldn't hear herself think. the many voices -- she constantly heard was bad enough. between the dying and the praying, there were moments when she had to take a step back for a few moments. she headed out of the bar, not saying a word. the cool night air would certainly help with everything. arms folded over her chest as she stood by the street corner, eyes closing for a brief moment before opening quickly at the sound of his voice. " oh uh, no. " azrael replied, turning towards him. " just needed some fresh air. "