The glass felt cool under her finger-tips as she rested her hand against the tank, eyes following one of the fish. Beautiful, in an odd sort of way. But she wasn't particularly interested in them beyond the aesthetic quality they represented. She turned her head, taking in Zouichi again as she considered. Her voice dropped slightly - although there wasn't much danger of them being overheard, even in the muted environment of the aquarium.

"...if I were to... apprehend a Dalgig, would you be willing to assist?"