Bellasiel frowned as another person approached their group, talking about alternate ways to travel and costs. It seemed to her like this was a total sham but either way, this person wanted nothing to do with the groups cause and for some reason they gave her an off feeling. She wouldn't judge them without getting to know them but she did back up a bit, letting Arthal and Azazel handle the situation. She didn't care what the outcome was as long as it got everyone to the graveyard safely. She looked to the two she had thought were friends but it seemed they were having a fight or conflict. Maybe they weren't as close as she first assumed or deeper things were happening. She made a note to try to pull them aside to see what exactly the problem was because she wanted to help if she could. 

She was too worried on the pair that she hadn't noticed Azazel pulling away from the stranger, activating the portal anyway. The method of travel was more than disorienting and made her feel a bit dizzy once they had arrived. Bellasiel stood calmly for a few minutes, trying to get her barrings before looking at all the keyblades. It was heartbreaking to know that they were a marker for the fallen and a reminder of just how much death had occurred over the X-Blade. Selfishness and the power hungry had split everything apart as well as taking all these lives that could have been spared. War was really a cruel thing. She kept near Azazel, not wandering like she might have since she wanted to watch out for the sleeping man since he was the most defenseless at the moment. She looked around, doing a mental check to see if everyone was alright. She noticed that Cyrus was standing by one of the graves, placing flowers. At first, she wondered if he had known the wielder of that keyblade but upon a more thorough look at the blade, it was the same one he had used to make the pact with the group. It pulled at her heart strings a bit and made her move her pale green gaze elsewhere to make sure the others were alright. 

Seth and Arthal were having a conversation about his keyblade and why it did what it did but Arthal's answer made her frown a bit. It wasn't what she thought, well at least not completely. She was about to focus on other things when the male elf spoke to her which made her nod in reply as she waited for everyone to move to where the other was. It was then that she noticed Mac and Cheese were not with them and instead the stranger from before was. [color=c4df9b]"Hey stranger, you want to start gaining our trust than help us out with this."[/color]
That being said, she moved over to everyone else and took the time to look at Seth. [color=c4df9b]"I know you did not ask me but I want to give you my opinion. We all have light and we all have darkness inside. It is a fight all of us deal with wither we want to admit it or not. Balance between the two is needed or else one wins over the other." [/color] she spoke, stepping up to the keyhole that was empty. [color=c4df9b]"Once upon a time there were two wolves in a fight...one evil...he is fearful, angry, jealous and negative....the other is good...he is happy, peaceful, positive and content."[/color] Bellasiel said, summoning her keyblade before continuing,[color=c4df9b]"The question is, which wolf will win the fight?" [/color]

Bellasiel smiled as she place her keyblade in the hole and answered her own question,[color=c4df9b]The one you feed. Don't feed the wrong wolf."[/color]