Natasha looked at him. "Your weapon could be your journal." She said softly. "Fighters for hire don't necessarily have to be skilled in weapons." She said softly. She nodded his head as he answered her comment about seals. He went to explain about the guild and the seals. How the guild worked. She looked up at him. "Diasuke...you can do anything you put your mind too...if only you believe it. So many people in this era have forgotten the beliefs of the old days." She said cryptically. "You can do it...is what I'm saying. Just keep trying even when you fail." She didn't look at him when he looked down at her. She just ignored the glance. "Yeah. You could always do what you can do on your own...and then some." She said softly.<br/><br/>Looking at him as he continued. "I refuse to hang around anyone but you. I only trust you." She said suddenly. The words almost coming out sharp with how quickly she said it. "I will not trust members of a guild. I will trust the one who saved my life and no other. Only a feat such of that proves one worthy of trusting." She said. Having fully decided he had earned her trust by saving her the other night. She held onto him as he led them inside. Magic sizzled and zapped around her. It was making her head spin. She clung to his arm tighter. Burying her face as the magic seemed to ripple off her in reaction to what was going on in the room and surrounding areas.<br/><br/>She lifted her gaze. "Don't leave me..." She pleaded. She would be most vunerable if he did. There was more magic in this room than she had been around in a long time. It was like power surge overdrive and overload. Soon the pressure started to fade. She looked around and hoped that the monsters and demons wouldn't see her for what she was. That could be bad. She would wait til a different time. Looking at Diasuke. "Lead the way." She said softly. Ready for almost anything right now.