Suri was finally allowed freedom, and she slinked through the room, turning herself into a dark haired, bearded gentleman, and stood in a convenient corner to avoid anyone taking much notice of her. She didn't entirely know where to begin. There were obviously multiple levels on this building, she might need to go upstairs to figure out what to do next. Although, maybe if nobody saw her, if nothing too terrible happened, she wouldn't need to do anything. She never really attacked unless provoked, after all. Even if she had natural, uncontrollable instincts to violence, they were like a sleeping tiger. Leave them alone and they'd show no reaction, wake them up, and they'd consume you in blind rage. She scanned the room. Nothing familiar, at least not yet. Except those things that always followed her. If they ever saw her, she'd almost immediately be attacked. Suri never quite knew why.