The bird catches LeBlanc's eye, and she follows its path back to Swain. Her lips quirk in a smile, and she holds up her arm for the raven to alight. Claws dig into her skin, scratching her, but she doesn't seem to mind.

"Hello," she says to the bird and, with a touch of magic, to Swain.

Her eyes scan the room; no one else familiar. A... mutant turtle, likely from Zaun. Some other very strange people. A faceless soldier-type, though she doesn't recognize the armor. Someone in Piltovian semi-formal fashion. And the person the letter directed her to speak to about her money.

"Do you want to stay with me or return to your... friend?" she asks as she turns towards Andi's desk.