Deja jumped at the whistle, and the familiar voice of the man that had attacked the school yesterday... yet she couldn't feel his presence. She looked up at where he sat in the tree, only the noise allowing her to pinpoint where he'd been. This bothered her... why couldn't she feel him? Although she was nervous for a moment, she took a breath... and reminded herself why she was here. She walked up to the tree, her face toward the man that had wrecked havoc upon Hikari Ryodan Academy.

"It's only a fine day to those who could appreciate it. Me..." She turned toward the stream, having forced herself to relax now. "I believe there is seldom a soul to appreciate what is... I can tell even without my sight." 

For a moment she was quiet, and she had to swallow her anticipation all the while clutching the sword within her parasol. Her fingers itched for the blade but she would not lose her composure, and her voice will not betray her apprehension of battling with a powerful being. She could hold her own fine, but the last thing she desired was to harm anyone... With that, the memory of what had transpired last night flashed in her mind, causing her to frown and tilt her head down once more.

"Sir Dios," She murmured, turning back towards him, "I... must ask why you come to me now. I understand your hatred for the Academy..." She turned towards the stream once more, petals falling on her parasol. "And I may be a student... Yet I do not know you, nor you I. Have I offended you?" With those words her face turned to him once more, slightly straining her cheeks as though she were gritting her teeth. There was nothing she despised more than offending anyone, and it seemed by the demon yesterday that it may become a trend. 

She knew Dios was dangerous, but she came to Hikari Ryodan seeking to be equals, to defend all supernaturals and humans alike. And Dios, in race, or past action, just as Tai Yang, Mistress Yui... anyone was her equal in terms of existing. To Deja, that was all that mattered.