China had heard about this arrival. Impossible not to, when he'd stormed into Tu Yunxu's mansion like he was entitled to be there. He ranked slightly above the boy who'd been leveling his gun at people, and below the cheerfully gullible silver-haired one.

But he was asking kedan for information, despite the fact he had to have encountered general attitudes toward Foreigners now. Apparently the nonsense from his arrival had colored his impressions. Still, China had expected nothing less from the Dead Men confronted with that particular sort of arrogance.

She watched him for a little while, from a spot out of the way-- heads still tended to turn when she was in the middle of the street. Finally, some time later, when it looked like he would travel beyond her field of vision, China stirred herself, and sped her pace till she could fall into step with him, as casually as if she'd been invited. She did not, however, say anything about it, simply gave him an obvious look-over and a tiny smile.