Kate doesn't notice Annalie approach until she's standing right next to her, mentioning how Conan wants to talk to her in the tent. She takes a look in that direction before nodding, thanking Annalie for taking over, handing her the notebook she was using to take notes, and then heading off toward Conan. She doesn't know much about Annalie, hasn't had much interaction with her out of the strictly professional sense, but she has Kate's respect.

When she ducks under the flap of the tent she has to take a moment to get used to the small before she can walk the rest of the way over, swallowing thickly to keep down her gag reflex. She sees Conan and moves to stand across the table from him, looking down at the pieces they've pulled out of the sewer. Some things never change, but at least the morgue back in NYC held in the smell.

"Find anything useful?"