Elize nodded along as Maho repeated her role as the bait, and their need to investigate, and Astaroth explained their game plan. Just from looking at the paper, he'd given them a rough time frame. It was definitely a good start, and it kinda made sense. She'd heard of the witching hour, but she'd only thought of it as a wives' tale to keep their children in their beds at night. Though, if the past reports were true, then maybe they had some substance after all. Elize sincerely hoped it wasn't a werewolf or creature of the likes, since they tended to shred clothes. And people. But the [i]clothes[/i]...

She had forgotten to address Maho's earlier question, as her sudden psychic chat had startled Elize rather thoroughly. Maho did seem a bit perturbed that they didn't really acknowledge her, until Astaroth remembered to introduce himself. "Yeah, welcome to the family! Like he said, I'm Elize. Sorry for not saying so earlier, you just kind of startled me back there." She laughed sheepishly, "In regards to what I do, I wield magic knives and make them...do things. See?" Elize lifted her palm, causing a knife to float from her right pouch. The small lacrima orb pulsed and glowed, as the knife spun around and went back into the pouch.

After getting her own introduction out of the way, Elize began to think of what they could do. Maybe it was best to look more into the witching hour itself? Or maybe historical records of similar cases? Either way, heading to a library or asking around might yield answers. With that last one, however, she doubted they'd get answers. "Do you two think it'd be a good idea to read up on the subject at the city library? I don't think interviewing people will get far, in our line of work." The raven haired girl proposed. Then again, maybe these two would rather go straight to the scenes of the crimes...the drawbacks of being a bookworm...