"I'll have to speak to the two of them... was anyone hurt?"

"No. Very confused, and Nix's security has been significantly heightened by the Vegas Protectorate. Very expensively."

"Good, good. Could it wait an hour? There's border skirmishes between Fool's Fire and the Olympians."

"Yes, naturally. But I hope you're aware that this sort of thing, if it happens more, can significantly strain our worlds' relations."

"Very aware."

Meanwhile, Hannah crabs.

The extremely expensive security system includes a permanent forcefield inside the walls of her building and apartment.

Hmm, does it extend far below the surface?

Not far.

Tunnel, then.

The floors turn out to also be covered by the forcefield.

...Drains!

Claire's apartment!

Is she present?

Yes, at her computer.

She slithers quietly into her kitchen cupboard, ready to accumulate mass.

There are alarms everywhere, if she might wanna disable those first.

Those first, then.

She will then be undetected. Until, that is, Claire goes for a snack.

From the fridge or...

Yep.

If this extension of Hannah had lungs or a mouth, she would grumble.

Snackity snack.

Hmm, slither, slither around her ankles.

She starts walking back to the living room.