Ayame's face turned a soft pinkish color as she stared up at Isakar and smelled the camellia again. She tucked it into her hair and then noticed the brigands roughing up the merchant. She nodded and drew the knives hidden in her kimono while running towards the fight. "You will return and replace what you have stolen or ruined..." She warned the brigands and gave them a look that brooked no arguements.