[A hand reaches up to scratch at the back of her head. Again Fang's silent for a few moments. There's some bruising that can be seen when her arm shifted, but when it falls back to where it was before. The only other detail that may be obvious is that her clothes and skin, are a bit dirty, too much time running around in all the crystal snow that some of it's begun clinging to her while she's been working up a sweat beating Cie'th down.]

S'ppose that makes sense. 'ope ya able to find 'im soon. [Again her voice is casual, only a brief glance is taken at Lighting before Fang turns her gaze away as well to something the device isn't looking at anymore down in the town square. The last thing she wants to see is any weird or pained looks from them. Not that she'd expect them from Lightning but... Sometimes people can surprise you.]