Ibani makes a face. "Definitely not, far too scruffy to look anything like you. And as for HER," Ibani eyes the woman. "It's mostly the outfit we've got in common."

"Calming them might work if you put more oomph in it," she says as the hounds approach. "Was never my strong suit and I was just eleven at the time."

"Otherwise, well, stabbing or blasters are probably our best bets."