You head out of Tum Tum's to look for Newton, the guy Tesla told you would fix your .50 cal "no questions no snitching". The heat's already oppressive, not that you mind much. One thing you notice on your way out of Tum Tum's, something Last ignores, is there's a beggar with a cloak thrown over her shoulders, watching the tent with dark eyes. She has dark hair and looks like she might not have eaten in a few days, but she's watching that tent with all the focus she has. She's acting like you're not there.
What do you do?