Eloa took in the man's words with a slight frown. Could she really stay here if it meant war for her father's kingdom? She did not want to see people die, but Eloa couldn't honestly say she'd give up a life of happiness either. Of course, should this man manage to conquer her betroth's (should she still call Prince Jergin that?) kingdom and come for her father's, would he resist? Eloa had no doubt he would. He was a proud man who could never be known as the King who lost his crown to a foreigner. Eloa sighed internally. Her father's pride would be his downfall. It could be his kingdom's downfall if he were not careful.<br/><br/>"No, I don't." Eloa crossed her arms. She understood the need to survive, should a leader pass. It was the reason for monarchy. "Something like this..." She motioned with her head towards the gun he had just put down. "Could destroy kingdoms like we've never seen before." Eloa's brow furrowed and she frowned. She did not like these guns.<br/><br/>Eloa forced herself to relax, intense her shoulders, uncross her arms, and smile. For now, they were not a threat. He was not a threat. In fact, he was helping her. "Sho Kaga. What other strange things can you show me?" She walked over to the gun and touched it with light fingers. It was cool to the touch. Eloa withdrew her fingers with a shiver. She did not like it.