Blanche Street- Lyn's Home

Lyn jumps a solid foot in the air as she whirls around, a hand flying to clamp itself firmly over her mouth, though the very small note that does escape her lips is probably heard by most of the building. Her eyes recognize the intruder, though she needs a few moments to catch her breath before she can respond.
"Ack! Libra! What are you doing here?" she says, more just surprised than annoyed.