"My, how inconsistent." Arokleth remarked to this display, not really minding being squeezed against the armored chestplate, or if she did she didn't show it. "You seemed rather cheerful about shredding me to pulp not even five minutes ago. What an interesting decision for what to do with me." she added, placing a hand on the armored chest pressed against her and releasing a small blast of magical energy, knocking Chloe backwards a step or two so she could have some breathing room and her hat wouldn't be getting bent. "As for this Tameko guy, I already told you I don't know anyone by that name." she continued, and technically, it was true. Of course, the usual look on her face made it pretty clear that she might not be telling the whole story. But, even if she wasn't, how might Chloe get her to loosen her tongue? Arokleth was curious as to what this new "sisterhood" might entail.