Aria Hunterblade

"What about the middle finger and little finger? Well regardless, I'll be picking the ring one. So where is your Master Steve?" Aria questioned the twins, scowl ever-present. She was, as usual, leaning against a wall, with crossed arms. With bandaged limbs and in quite a weak state, she saw Sable standing up from his chair and walking off, trying to get to the index finger of the hand-shaped island.

"Sable, take Aiden with you at least. You know you're not gonna get anywhere like that," Aria told Sable's back after Aiden spoke, the flame dragon slayer's bandages palpable. She was quite concerned of his well-being, though she doesn't show it, and instead masks it with her usual frown and scowl.