"It's complicated!"
Ailis shouted back, as if that would explain anything. Truth be told she wasn't open to as much information about the whims of the universe as she would have liked to be. She was brought into existence to do a job, not ask questions. When Jade fell over she had to stamp her boots down to avoid doing the same, awkwardly skidding to a stop and turning back to see what went wrong. Instead she was met with a blast of wind forceful enough to knock her head off her shoulders, her body diving after her runaway head and catching it by the locks of her hair before it was run over by a parade float.
"Shite, shite, SHITE!"
She cursed the sky, holding her head up to look past the perplexed crowds. She only barely caught the serpentine silhouette moving across the rooftops, a flechette whizzing right past her as she pulled her head back down. With a whistle the blob of darkmatter that was Nibbles slid over to her side.
"Keep 'er busy, we're gonna find a shot now!"
The nightborne feline took the orders to heart, his silhouette growing into an almost humanoid form. One by one his features were decided, mimicking the thin frame of the architect that he apparently thought highly of. Instead of her face, however, the feline decided it was best to put a shadowy copy of Ailis's helmet on her head to compensate for the scrungy face of a cat that would have been there instead. In the end what was made was a pitch black clone of a helmeted Jade, though that feline tail and ears stayed. With a form chosen Nibbles pitter-pattered away to distract their adversary.
Ailis watched this happen with a surprised expression, lips curled into a concerned grimace before she rattled her head.
"Well I knew he liked ya but. . . Feh! No time to think about it, lets get outta here."
She screwed her head back on with one motion before picking up the arbalest she had dropped in her scramble to pick up her head. Her other hand grabbed Jade by her shoulder, continuing to drag her along.
"We already caused a scene, we're just gonna need to take a shot now. Bossman'll give me an earful but I'll deal with that. Jus' gotta get high enough AND close enough tah catch that bastard on his way up to his place. C'mon, we gots tah move. That palanquin will beat us if we don't hurry, an' Nibble's can't take care of that cold blooded hunter forever."
By now the crowd around them was beginning to disperse in all kinds of directions, the commotion they caused having citizens running for fear and had city watchmen rapidly approaching their location. Their pursuer was now the least of their worries.