With the sun high in the sky- [i]the sun, still such an amazing thing, I still can't believe we're on the surface [/i]- it was a perfect day to go out and observe, without raising suspicion by wearing sunglasses. Asa made sure to tell the rest of the group that they need to lie low and learn the mannerisms of the Mundanes, and that they need to always keep their sunglasses on when they go outside. He told them not to pick fights, and if someone tried to fight them, then they needed to walk away as fast as possible. For the moment, the civilian Mundanes were not the problem, and getting in a scuffle with them would only serve to further complicate any bit of the plan that they've made so far.

Asa glared at the screens- [i]Televisions[/i]- with the President making some important speech about terrorists and what's needed to prevent their attacks. He sneered and walked away, keeping his head low. According to the scout a year ago, it was a unanimous decision of all the world leaders to kill the Diplomatic party. That meant the President was on the Uisilon's hit-list as well. Seeing the man stand there and speak, as though he wasn't a murderer, as though he hadn't killed both young adults and elders the same...it made him sick. He had hopes, at least enough to trust Hostia going to the surface, that the Mundanes had changed from the stories of hate he'd grown up hearing. But now that hope was gone. Dashed into the dirt like his sister and the other diplomats had been. Dreams of peace would never be a reality. At least not with the current world leaders. He knew that all but a few, maybe three of them if he could remember correctly, felt anger and the want for revenge after the loss of the Diplomats. Nearly everyone in the Surface group had lost a family member or friend. That's one of the reasons Asa chose them out of the bigger group to come to the surface, leaving the rest in Undaro.

Ruba, he chose to join them because he felt she would be a good anchor, and her good nature would help ease the tension. Plus, he would never leave another Golden Uisilon without her Ranked brothers and sister. In each generation the Golden ones were meant to be together, as the best way to enact change and balance. Which is also his main reason for bringing Jeff and Maven. He still had people looking for the Golden Uisilon of air, down in Undaro. For some reason he wasn't able to find her. Or him.

Lahn and Pons interested him, their different views despite living under the same roof-and with Ruba-, and he didn't want to separate the three Pavos. 

Holly was a little bit of an issue. Her hate for [i]all[/i] Mundanes worried him a bit. This mission was strictly for world leaders. If innocents got hurt because of a crossfire, that was different, but he didn't want to actively attack people who don't even know anything. They had nothing to do with it, and despite his fiery attitude, he couldn't bring the rage burning in his heart to be directed at them as well. He'd have to make sure everyone kept an eye on Holly so that she didn't do something regrettable.

Rayn was a mystery to him, but he didn't worry about her; she seemed to be more of a soft, curious soul than anything. That just left Carter. 

Asa turned to his best friend, who'd walked silently beside him the whole time while he contemplated. Asa could always count on Carter as a constant presence. He always wanted to keep Carter safe and near him, because every time he let someone go, they never seemed to come back. Carter was his anchor who swallowed his own feelings long enough to bring Asa back from the dark, and he was an invaluable asset to the cause. The choice to have him come along was obvious, and Asa doubted he would have stayed behind even if told.

"Hey." He bumped his best friend's shoulder, turning down another street where someone was getting money playing the violin, while someone else had an electric piano to the side, coming in to create a wonderful duet. They stood at the edge of the crowd, the music becoming background noise for their oncoming conversation. "What's on your mind?" He asked. Carter's not the most talkative, but he's usually not this quiet.