Kaya looked from inside the hood of her cloak at Haro. Her eyes are sitting at something very close to a midnight blue. "You don't do stealth do you?" She asked him with a smirk. Her voice was pitched to a low whisper, as she shook her head.

"I'm pretty sure he probably just let anything in that yard know we're here." Kaya addressed Miles, her voice still whispery, but her tone wry. Though her voice was soft, it is easily heard, almost as if her words are carried by the wind itself.

She looked at both. "I'm pretty sure Spidey's arachnid sense can keep track of me, but are you gonna be able to track me once I get the cloak's magicks going?" Her question was pointed mainly at Haro.