"Y-yeah, well!" Aya steels herself, not prepared to be scared off by this boy. "My groupmates are nearby too! They won't let you hurt me!" She spoke with more courage than she felt, but the glint of Destin's dagger in the sun and the thought of eerie Brom eyes watching in the trees behind him made her immediately feel some regret for her stance. She considers searching for her knife in her backpack, but it would leave her much to open to attack.