Even though she'd known that Heat was there again, had seen his note on the bulletin, there was a difference between knowing that and seeing it with her own eyes. She seemed surprised to see him, eyes widening and than narrowing with wariness. He seemed different somehow to the dangerous savagery that she remembered from their last meeting. It wasn't an unwelcome change though, just strange.

The sight of the jar of paint made a smile quirk her lips.

"Here I am," she agreed. "It's a surprise to see you here again."