Riza was fascinated with the claws and how they had developed. She saw see her father within her, though being told about her nightly outings that she didn't know how to tell him, Riza watched as she stood up was showed the injuries as well as new and old scars. Riza could not believe her eyes. All of this, to find the one that called her that day. "My god..." She wanted to inspect them, have them treated till the healing factor had done its job. But to see it slowed was something she didn't understand. "You need to have those taken care of. The fact that your wounds are healing so slowly is of concern." She resisted the urge to pounce on the older and have them treated right then and there. But with her current health and Wolf's change in demeanor, that was a bad idea already. 

"As for telling them about this, just tell them. Tell them what its all about, no undoubtedly they will freak out and not want you to go, but if there is at least one person that supports you," fake coughing "[i]me,[/i] cause I do and sometimes the way to go about things like you are is something both crazy and life threatening, but if what your doing is absolutely the right path, then continue. They may not agree but they will unknowingly support you despite what they say. I've been there, done that." She said with a slight wave of her hands dismissively near the end. 

"But they got to know sometime soon including if they hear about this fight club and go to stop it so they can cover for you. That's what friends do," Riza giggled at that, "super friends do. I'm with you one hundred percent. Just dont come back in pieces and near to death. I will make your days in even more hell then what hell you are in already. I can be quite evil. But I do it out of care." Plastering a mischievous grin on her face. "Yes, I know, Im ranting. Im sorry but you need to hear these from me."