"Then we'd have to find someone with his ability." Maybe she had gotten a little more blood thirsty over the last while but not so much so that she would go after the Haitian himself. He had done quite a lot for her over the years and she wasn't ready to burn that bridge.

"There's got to be someone with a similar ability." She decided after a moment, finishing her waffle. Rising to her feet, she walked over to slide the plate into the sink. "I could hit him with the one ability, make it hard for him to focus but it'd still be risky."