Begun--but that didn't mean there was no stopping it. As she stepped forward, a small cry of surprise caught her attention; Aloa looked back to see Emette in the air, dangling above like a trainer holding out a treat. The young woman was not amused by this, nor did she find it funny when Aloa would turn her back on her to face the Collective. [I]At least pretend to care, will you?![/I] Emette whined inwardly, admittedlt feeling slightly hurt that Aloa hadn't so much as blinked an eye. [I]That's just cold...[/I]

"[color=plum]I value it as much as you adore the idea of leaving Ivalice as she is,[/color]" Aloa replied curtly, her mist gathering as it would form her cloak around her shoulders.

"[color=mistyrose]I resent that comment,[/color]" Emette informed her. "[color=mistyrose]And shouldn't you be concerned with whatever they're doing?[/color]"

"[color=plum]I'm concerned with stopping it.[/color]"

"[color=mistyrose]Way to leave me hanging...[/color]"