<span style="font-weight: bold">Glaive:</span>"Who didn't tell me what?" Glaive asked getting a little agitated. "Listen lady, I don't know what's going on in that head of yours. Maybe you forgot to take your medication, I don't know, but I want answers as to what you're going on about. And I want them now!"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ark:</span>It was then that Ark came back. "I'm back. Who's your friend here?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Glaive:</span>"She's not my friend." Glaive said turning to face his leader. "Her name is Amy and she's, well, to be honest I don't think she's sane."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ark:</span>"Amy, did you say?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Glaive:</span>"Yes . . . do you know her?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ark:</span>"Let me do the talking." Ark said before walking up to her. "You don't know me, but I think you ran into my friend in the forest yesterday. About medium height, lean, athletic, long brown hair, green eyes. Sound familiar?"