[B]Gratia Mindaro - Beacon Airship Dock[/B]

"[Color=66cd00]Likewise,[/color]" she replied, but the sentiment was not particularly evident in either her stance or tone of voice.

There. She had introduced herself to this Luke Schwarz (finally a name to utilise rather than referring to him constantly as "the boy") and now they were on their merry way, shuffling through the gaping wound of a loading door that the shitty airship had opened up for them. Which meant that she saw no real further use in conversing with her fellow teenager. Small talk was unnecessary when the time utilised for it was open to be used by different activities, and Gratia was intent on making the most out of the trip in a manner more befitting herself.

There was no fanfare to their boarding of the airship, and it was with little pomp or ceremony that the jacketed Huntress found herself, coincidentally, sitting next to the boy (Luke Schwarz, right) she had been talking to only a minute or so prior.