Redbright. Evie nods, her lips tight. She wasn't a fan of Sylvia Redbright, but few people were. Still, at this point, it seemed a safer spot. There was nothing but turmoil in Islington's ranks now, in part thanks to her own actions. Not good.

"Interesting," she opts to say. "I'm sure that keeps you busy." She kept a close eye on Redbright as a human, but the Institute... That was there for a good reason. Being thrust into the underground here was a complicated, confusing thing, she imagined. Best to have a place to guide you.