Odd, Mister Brnine having an urgent issue just as Nautis is insisting she check out a 'demon overpass'. Still, worse coincidences have happened. She strikes the join once, with precision, and nods with satisfaction as, despite its otherwise insane cuts, slides perfectly and... near seamlessly into place. She clicks her tongue, puts away the tools, and slings her satchel, out the door as soon as she's satisfied she'll pass inspection.

Hopefully, by the time anyone asks, she'll be over the wall and out of sight.