"No, no, no, you stay put, I'll clean it...!" She seemed really adamant about it, getting up and dragging Ma Bo's body to the bathroom. He could smell chemicals, heavy acidic stuff, before she started cleaning the blood with ammonia. She was humming, like doing a simple chore, taking precise care not to leave anything unclean. She used a few sheets of tissue to cover the keyboard of the computer as she typed quickly before she took that and flushed it with her elbow. She checked and made sure she didn't miss anything before taking Jackson's hand and leaving quickly, "So how was the match?" She asked brightly, as if nothing happened.