Hearing the man suddenly speak up, Hayley turned to face him and pulled a match out of her pocket. "Let's just say, I don't agree with the way people treat visitors around here...or their own people for that matter." She murmured quietly as she sighed and struck the match. A small flame lit up the dark basement, then Hayley made her way towards the wall and slide her hand into a small crack. When she pulled her hand back out, her fingers were wrapped tightly around a small, thin candle.<br/><br/>After lighting the wick, she blew out the match and turned to face the fox demon. "My name's Hayley.." She said quietly.