Eve glanced up when Aamu referred to her. She supposed the polite thing to say was something along the lines of ‘I’d be happy to help’ but she wasn’t actually sure she would be. This mostly just seemed like a lot of hassle. Part of her was glad to have more people to help fight, but then the other part pointed out that they seemed like more of a burden than a help. She simply nodded. That seemed noncommittal enough. Interacting with people was hard.<br/><br/>“I would also enjoy aiding in their teaching,” Azoth declared. Eve winced when she remembered her own training, which seemed to involve throwing her into situations out of her skill level and hoping she wouldn’t die. At least a few scars had come from these ‘training sessions’.<br/><br/>Regardless, when it was time to go, she pulled out her sword and pushed the hair out of her face with her free hand. “Let’s get moving,” she said.<br/><br/>They pushed open the door, only to see a swarm of hollows waiting outside. Eve pulled back, and glanced around. “Looks like they’ve surrounded the building,” she remarked, seeing one through a cracked window. She plunged out of the door, summoning a blaze of flame in her hand. Azoth roared and followed.