Aria shrugs. “Suit yourself. I come from a long line of doctors and scientists. Facts like that have been ingrained in me practically since birth. Why you shouldn’t kill me? I healed you once and I can do it again. I know this terrain like the back of my hand, what’s edible what’s not. What’s medicinal and what’s poisonous. I grew up around flora like this. I know your going to DC, so that’s why I’m following you. I don’t kill and I’m loyal to a fault so you don’t have to worry about me turning on you.” She opens her mouth to say more, but goes against it. Her tone had been calm and even, and her words weren’t rushed.