Hiraga had to admit she was little impressed with Ben seeing through her. It would appear he at the very least was thorough when attempting to understand what it was that happened. Still, she would not be satisfied until she knew what it was he had planned, nor was she any less disturbed by the ethics debate. The goddess could sympathize - she wanted Earth restored more than anyone. But she wouldn't do so at the risk of harming it further, and so until she knew the means by which he intended to accomplish this, she would not be swatted away easily.

"Which one am I? I am the one who you breath. I am the one whose skin you tread on. The hand that feeds you. The one being cut down inch by inch ever since my dear siblings infested my realm and brought ruin to it." she said, her voice clearly translating over the air, drumming into Ben's ears. "I have already been too late to stop one fool who thought himself better than anyone from desecrating my realm. He too thought he was doing it for the good of all! And he was punished for his arrogance!" Hiraga's previously neutral tone now had an undertone of anger in it.

Her gaze following to where he was going, her anger deepening. "Busy enjoying immortality, are they? So quick to forget that not all of the Twelve fell. That

I'm.

Still.

Here."

Hiraga reached out with her arm and closed her fist. The ground around the offending man seemed to come alive and enveloped him, separating him form the woman he was bothering and raising him several feet to the air before solidifying in a new rock formation, hanging the indecent man upside down for everyone to see and laugh at. His surprised shrieking disturbed Hiraga, so one of the rocks quickly found it's way around his mouth, silencing him. As the public eye was distracted by her punishment for him, Hiraga shifted into the imposing shape of one of her dryads, now slightly towering over Ben.

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She lowered herself slightly, the two of them now eye-to-eye, the woman nearby seemingly forgotten. "So before I let you do anything to my land, Benjamin Crowly, you will tell me what it is you intend to do, and you will have to convince me that it is safe. Because IF you intend to do something reckless, you [i]will[/i] be silenced before a mad idea can take root." she warned with a wave to the hanging man, her tone more warning rather than threatening.