The answer that Goodman had given her and the woman in the black dress was a strange one indeed. Speak with locals? Mistreya didn't want to talk to anyone, especially strangers. Lady of Pain? Wow, this guy must've taken drugs like people on television commercials did. Goodman also ignored the young man's question about who they were defeating, rude...<br/><br/>A girl strode over next to her with the grace of a trained princess, and the dignity of a southern belle. She gave a speech about how the souls were giving them a chance to make a difference.<span style="font-style: italic">"She's an intelligent girl, I like her!"</span>Elizabeth commented.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"But don't you think she sounds like a know-it-all?"</span>Kairi inquired.<br/><br/>Mistreya ignored them as the woman snatched the lettuce string off of her nose. The socially awkward teenager blushed and glanced in her direction, she was a beautiful girl too. Oh, why couldn't she be just as pretty as all the women here? She pushed the insecure thoughts away before they could take their full effect on her. "T-Thanks..," She stuttered, crossing her arms over her chest as if she were cold.<br/><br/>The wealthy man and the other guy had left, another woman told the group that she was going to join in fighting and saving the world. Mistreya thought that this was going to be a good opportunity for her, snap some photos, and maybe make friends with people other than her anime figurines and her Barbie dolls. "I agree, I think that we should show off o-our full potential..." She added, wishing that she didn't say anything. Mistreya was homeschooled and never had as much social interaction with much people except her parents and sometimes her relatives (birthday parties and family reunions were a hit and miss). Hopefully, she could save the world, and if not, she could always go back home and shut society out.