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So this was the boss then. He was for sure on the more insane mass murderer side, but these types of people were among the dark tree and Aya knew this. Didn't mean she was a fan of them, but alas they were there. Aya knew this man wasn't a rat though, he was just theatrical. That's why he'd waited for his big entrance and all that, though his appearance was a little vexing for her, the exposed muscle was driving her crazy. She wanted to just patch up the holes, sew them shut. But she wasn't going near that man, not unless she had to.

Though Aya was blessed with good news. No killing kids. This was one of her primary concerns and it'd been addressed efficiently, perfect. Now she wouldn't get into trouble for scolding people who killed children. Well at least she'd be able to keep her part in check. When White Skull asked for questions Aya had none to offer, the main point she was really worried about was already taken care of. It was then that Verd wrapped an arm around her. She glared down at the boy for a moment before promptly moving his arm off her shoulder. [color=00aeef]"Personal space please Verd."[/color] She frowned at him, he didn't seem like the kind of person to kill. At least it didn't seem like it from the small amount of time she'd spent with the guy. Maybe pairing with him would be bad. She let out a sigh. [color=00aeef]"I'm fine to partner up is Diesel is..."[/color]