Nemuri chuckles as she relents, letting the costumed teen go. She had her gauge of the boy in the suit, he was younger than she was, a teen hero. An apprentice perhaps? Young with his hero license? In any case, she smirked a little as she placed a hand on her hip and sighed a little. "I let you go already," she said with a little sigh. "You're a little too wriggly for me."

She pouted at the sight of him for a moment. "You should really get yourself together. A hero doesn't quake under problems like this. Not when they're staking out a crime scene." She glanced over her shoulder as she lazily dragged her whip across the asphalt roof, coiling it around her bare leg as she leaned forward across the moonlit patch. "You could always just pull out of the situation, come back tomorrow. I don't think the thieves are coming tonight."