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[H3]Old New York[/h3]
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	Normally she wouldn't get involved in these types of things. She had people relying on her here, and eager students to teach that wanted to make an honest living not attributed to being hired muscle or stealing. So she wasn't surprised that going as directly to the source of her problem was not the best way to handle things when she herself was also working for the Human Coalition and the problem was one very stubborn but agile male who plastered fliers in the middle of the night. Something she doubted he was privy to know since she watched from the confines of her home with cup in hand at his progress many a time. It was none of her business then what the soon to be marplot after the fifth night of him coming back to rinse and repeat what he had been doing.

	His and his friends shock didn't face her, nor was she the slightest bit apologetic as the fairer one alluded to most of the fliers being on the table. She had nothing to apologize for, at least not for that, but they didn't need to know that just yet. Though Kraven's  subtle cues of being completely gobsmacked almost made the edges of her lips lift up in the faintest of smiles. [color=355377][i]Almost.[/i][/color]

[color=355377][i]'A fool wouldn't be interesting to have around if they weren't somewhat charming.'[/i][/color]

	A look of irritation came and went as did a flash of recognition, albiet a faint one heavily muddled with confusion as it seemed he couldn't quite place her in his memory as well as she could with theirs, since they wandered too often in places she frequented enough to have her remember his face in detail in case he was someone sent from above to kill her. It hadn't happened yet, but no safe place stays that way for long, and the duo's newness to the city made her wary. The flier changed that idea, however. His stare didn't phase her much at first, but the longer he did so, the more it changed into one that was trying to assess her. Inadvertently giving her a better spot to do so as well, as the unfamiliar scent of wherever he had came from before coming to Old New York lingered on him faintly underneath the new ones of the caverns here. He leaned closer as if to intimidate her-- [color=355377][i][b]Waitress!?[/b][/i][/color] The word instantly sparked her memory to the women she had seen while walking in and he finally got a small reaction from her.

	Not even his irked impression could stop her from leaning in to be just as close as he had been, a subtle frown on her lips and her eyes partially narrowed as the darkened blue hues of her eyes clashed with his own amber orbs. Admittedly not as expressive but just as irritated for multiple reasons. [color=355377][b]"You're looking for warriors and yet the only ones who grabbed those fliers were young men and woman who barely knew the difference between a sword's hilt from its blade."[/b][/color] Hana responded back in tandem, the strangely fresh smell of spring water lingered on her person instead of the damp earthly one most residents of Old New York had from their years in the underground. [color=355377][b]"Which if you had actually asked instead of assumed, I would have told you that they tore them down like badges to show you when they came here to join up. While not persistent in their learning, they are very much so in what they choose to do outside of it."[/b][/color] The dark blue haired female leaned back, her expression losing its anger as she looked over at Ryder.

	[color=355377][b]"I was deciding whether or not to take their place and leave the teaching to one of my old apprentices, so you both didn't get them killed from thinking they were warriors ready to fight under your call to arms."[/b][/color] She added looking away from Kraven entirely after he started talking about dragons, raising his fist to the air as if to emphasis his point while she followed after Ryder. Disenchanted by Kraven as a whole now. She briefly looked back over to him before settling on the side of Ryder's face. [color=355377][b]"He isn't making the idea anymore appealing, but I've already made my peace with that. You're sentiment is appreciated though."[/b][/color]

	And it was only seconds after that did the loud stomps of a larger being grace her ears and cause her to stop in her tracks to turn back to stare at the entrance waiting. One hand poised upward, with her arm placed between Ryder's back and the hefty visitor who smacked the doors hard enough to justle their hinges a little looser and leave the knob imprinted into the wall. The loud ruckus set off a reaction onto everyone there. Silence and stillness settled as all watched with baited breath at what the scaly visitor was about to do. But Hana, her arm fell back to her side and went back to walking to the bar. While hard on the eyes, they were no threat, and that was a sentiment she knew very well even if it was reversed. An interesting party was forming, and she was fortunately or unfortunately stuck with them all from giving her word to help in her less than skilled students steed.