"Of course." Nina smiled and closed the door after Tony came in. She tried not to stare at his... odd idea of disguise. "Somehow, I think that's even more conspicuous in this weather. Are you worried about being followed? Or just being recognized?"

She'd looked him up, of course, after they met. If he was worried that someone might be following him, she needed to know - Nina had backup she could call. The Wraith wouldn't mind keeping an eye on things while she worked.

Nina turned and her eyes got wide when she saw his hair, his eye. She briefly covered her mouth, too startled to school herself.

"Saints," she breathed. "What happened to you? I was just the streak when we last met..." She swept closer to get a better look. She resisted the urge to grab his chin and tilt his head more towards the light. He was not some Barrel thug she had to treat, and not everyone liked to be touched.

"I can fix it, but-- do you know what's causing it?"