The hostility of the crews' feelings wasn't really that hard to notice. 

Especially since it was directed at her. Seems the only one who didn't outright look at her with contempt was Nena and Stella. It seemed just a matter of time until they tried to throw her in the brig or something. Not that she would ever let them get in Exia. There was something else that worries her however; it was the familiar feeling of someone in the ship that evoked a very strange sense of anger in her. Reve would have tried to probe around, but with all these people looking at her with those scornful eyes, she doubted she could get very far. The burial itself struck her as unnecessary, a waste of resources on corpses. Not that she attended of course, all the gathered accusing eyes looking at her would be hilarious for a short while, but she had other things to do than watch people cry over dead bodies.

Sighing, she stared listlessly at nothing, rolling around the last bottle of medicine. She wanted to play, do something enjoyable, or kill someone, but there was hardly anything to do around here even if she could bring Nena and Stella along. Sneaking out in Exia would do no good since there wasn't an Earth to go down to for some military base mayhem. Or real backup she can trust.

[color=fff200]"...Tieria... everyone... how are you doing I wonder..."[/color]