Still not convinced, Saphira snorts loudly, puffs of smoke flowed from her nostrils. "Why do I feel there's more to this story?" She says slightly softer. "You wouldn't be here unless it's about Akuma, if not you've broken a promise to leave myself and Marcellus be for a while. What would of been the<span style="font-style: italic">nice</span>thing to do was to leave us alone." Her eyes scan the area and trees slowly.