Goldy had tensed as well, training the rain-slicked barrel of her gun towards the source of the sound. Noting Miho's advance, she drops it back to her hip and continues on, eyes flicking warily back and forth.

A bit further along the meandering walkway she spies a security camera positioned at the corner of the building. But their little leader seems to have them moving at a perfect lag behind its sweep. Goldy trusts this is the case anyway.