The sound of approaching footsteps alerted the purple-haired instructor. Knowing the amount of Hunters nearby, he was fairly certain that the disturbance wasn't a dangerous one, and turned around in a casual manner accordingly. What he saw, however, caused his eyebrow to raise and his guard to follow suit; a cloaked girl walking towards him, presumably blind, or at least vision impaired, if her cane-tapping was any indication. It was more than obvious she was bonded with a demon because of this; humans were few and far between, and those with disabilities simply no longer existed. They either became Hunters, or died, whether from the demons or being left behind by those unwilling to carry the extra burden.<br/><br/>He listened to her speak, his guard still raised but his curiosity equally piqued. She spoke as if she had been part of the conversation, but he was sure she had not been here before.. No, he would have noticed someone like her. He waited a moment after she finished talking, before responding in a serious tone; "I'm going to assume you're either a Hunter, or an unbelievably stupid Silencer. If you are the latter, you have about half a second to flee before I slice you to ribbons. If the former, as is more likely, then you can understand why I am hesitant to believe you." He stopped speaking for a moment, looking back at Atma and Sam. "How is it exactly that you seem to know exactly what we were talking about? Something to do with your demon, I presume?" he continued, turning back towards the newcomer and crossing his arms. "After all, a blind girl would be hard-pressed to make it in this city without one."