The feeling was odd, and unsettling to her. Maybe her tolerance was at an all time low. Maybe the harsh reality was too much for her but as the ranger continued to speak, her emotions grew harder to control. "Yo Ranger? Can you shut up with this civilian Bullshit.... I don't know... Just... We have our own asses to worry about. I didn't come here to hear this... Can we just go?!" The last thought made her fingers tap her sides out of irritation. The argument fought with Aito's patience. Angst built up with her standing in one spot. The need to leave the streets cluttered her thoughts, but her gazed switched over to Raymond. Flattery brewed in the back of her mind, as her neutral expression nodded to his respond. The wasteland was rough on the pale skin and every second Aito found herself fiddling with her clothing she was wearing. Easing the tension from her mind. Easing the thoughts in her head.<br/><br/>"Well now that's that. Wherever this key is, I am willing to help find it...Raymond. Whatever helps me get the hell out of here..." Scratching her head she began walking towards the building. "Damn this place...."<br/><br/>The habit of walking beside others came to play. Perhaps it was from what her dad taught her. Perhaps it was just from angst, but the origin of the matter wasn't important. Whatever the key Raymond spoke of, was the key to help Aito move forward.