There's that name again, close enough to her own to be a bit jarring. More than a bit, when accompanied by the way the woman's looking at her. Rita steps back to admit her, recovering her side-arm as she goes.

Then, in a smooth, practiced motion, she swings it up to point right between the woman's eyes.

"Have you been bitten?" she asks tersely. It's not immediately apparent; she's covered in blood, and her behavior doesn't scream 'stable.' This could be early stages.