Glaive watched as Kat left. She was different from the others on her team. In his mind he saw her as one with great integrity and the more he thought about it, he noticed that she wasn't afraid to speak her mind, but was careful with the words she chose. It was apparent to him that cheap tricks were something that she loathed, and he understood and respected that. If Verrall ever questioned her use of equipment, Glaive would denounce it and support Kat despite the fact that she was a competitor.<br/>Though there was something else that struck him, aside from the fact that she obviously had no powers. The container of pills which he dismissed earlier caught his interest now. She suggested that she had a virus as well. He wondered if it was contagious or perhaps fatal. Whether it was or not she was sick, yet showed no signs of being so. Puzzling still was that she entered a rigorous tournament with such an ailment.<br/><br/>"Hmmm she's an interesting one. . . . Speaking of which. You two have been awfully quiet. What's on your mind?" Glaive said referring to Oleta and Weston.