Victor turned his head to KimRae, surprise filling his gaze as he just heard a comment ever so quietly. This was exactly one moment that he wished he had not had good senses "Erm, KimRae? you alright over there-?" the ranger quit talking as soon as she got up. Acting a bit flustered with herself if only slightly, though he had also commended her ability to recuperate in an embarrassing situation. Victor decided to pretend he did not hear what she had said, it is not his fault if she has a thing for Rangers... any young women could but if she knew just how much they killed- no... how much he had killed in comparison to others. She would be most probably disgusted with Rangers in general let alone someone like Victor himself. He cleared his throat when he realized no one else seemed to notice what she said about Rangers.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"want me to leave..."</span>she was saying,<span style="font-weight: bold">"I wouldn't want to screw it up..."</span>KimRae was continuing with her words. Victor did not know why, but it really made him angry... or rather, bothered. He was really itching to say something in response to her words, but it seems Aito had beat'n him to the punch in a rather peculiar way, she had gone from being uneasy and serious to playful and helpful... which somewhat impressed the ranger. Someone able to switch gears like that may be unreliable, but she was definitely interesting nonetheless. Even everything she was saying, was more or less along his thoughts. The only difference, he would help- not just because that was what he was here for- but because what the hell. KimRae seemed worth helping. "I would help you out without a second thought about it, though I would hope Raymond does not mind since I should be owing him first and foremost. In any case KimRae. In the extremely short time I have known you I have come to a single conclusion, which is that-"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“Shhh, Can you hear that?”</span>KimRae interrupted. Victor released his breath and let the words fade, a smile forming at his lips for a moment.<span style="font-style: italic">"Looks like she is already the KimRae from before that wound which i had known for a few good hours..."</span>he had whispered. His smile also faded though, just like his words when KimRae pointed to situation out. No matter what he heard, KimRae had heard it first- it seemed like she had extremely good ears. She would have made a fine sniper if she had his Anti-Material rifle with those ears and senses. Even the instincts she had were most probably better than his own. Put a sniper in her hands, and there was no telling what could happen, as it seemed with her there could only be two possibilities... which was she could be very good with it- or very bad. Afterall, using a sniper rifle was not just about accuracy- but it was also about your shots themselves and knowing when to shoot, or when not to shoot. He moved up beside her, than nudged her shoulder "What is it KimRae?" he asked quietly. Hands gripped around his sniper rifle.