"In honesty, I have not an idea of what it is you are speaking to or on..." The whiskered lips slowed for a moment as the rest of the body recalled the ever changing woman's name, "Junko."

The yelling forth and now back had the enormous beast's attention throughout, even when he had spoken, but was slightly [i]more[/i] skeptical of the pale serpent of which had mutually discovered them rather than the long, angered shout. There was no shortage of, for lack of better words, unusual exceptions to the rule here at a school of all places, but that struck most deeply that the appearances of things were deceiving. The flame-kissed mage was a safe assumption, as was the naga-like entity, but a few others were unexpected. Little did the sabertooth know however, just how their reception was received, instead left to continue on, albeit at what still felt as a fair and safe ways away.

"Are you suggesting we contend with the machine?"