South turns towards the voice with a sneer, recognizing it. This is the first time she's seen the other woman out of armor, though, and there's this small hit of familiarity; an unconscious holdover from the brief span of time Delta was in her head.

It's negligible, and easily dismissed and justifiable. Maybe she had seen her out of armor once or twice in the Project, and just didn't remember it? Either way, she knows that all the time and all the practice int he world could not make them matched opponents, but at this point in her life she's not about to let that show.

Instead, she rolls her shoulders and goes about adjusting her hand wraps. "I made it my scene, and I don't appreciate having you encroach on it."