[While Ruby handled the bystanders, Yang had run a little ways ahead to keep watch, scrutinizing every nearby alley and building in case there was something lurking in the shadows, human, demon, Steel Thorn...perhaps a Chaotic waiting just beyond. But she saw nothing.

This was...weird. And unsettling. She really wasn't sure what was going on just yet but she did not like the cold weight that had settled into her stomach. If anything, no visible threat was worse than an obvious, physical one. At least she could punch that.

She heard Ruby speak up behind her and began to turn, voicing her agreement.]

Yeah, this isn't right, there's-...!

[She stalled mid-sentence as her gaze locked on something at the far end of the street beyond Ruby.

Standing impassively at the edge of the fog was the masked figure of her mother, Raven Branwen.

Yang felt more than knew for sure that her mother's crimson gaze was locked on her and the thought made her breath freeze uncomfortably in her chest. She wasn't afraid of her. She could convince herself easily of that. But she knew for certain she did not want that woman anywhere near Ruby. For a number of reasons. Most of them questions she wasn't ready to answer right now.

But as she blinked in cold shock, just as suddenly as she'd appeared, her mother vanished without a trace. Yang's gaze swept briefly from side to side, as if trying to figure out where the woman had disappeared to before she could catch her off-guard again but there was...nothing. Almost as if she'd never been there in the first place and somehow that was even more unsettling than the idea of her birth mother looming somewhere nearby.

Belatedly realizing she hadn't finished her sentence, she looked at Ruby with a frown that didn't quite hide her anxiousness.]

W-we should re-group back at the apartment or something.

[She forced some more conviction into her voice.]

There's nothing out here.