Emma seemed a trifle bit more offended at the newcomer's motions then anyone. And unwanton destruction of property? Uncalled for. Since no one was going to say anything to her, Emma stepped up some.<br/><br/>"That was a little uncalled for, don't you think?"<br/><br/>"No." Came the woman's response, her eyes never leaving the salvaged book. Leaning back in her chair, she put a foot up on her leg, giving a little sigh.<br/><br/>"Well I think it was. You should have gone around, or said excuse me." From her standpoint, she watched the girl roll her eyes.<br/><br/>"And?" She answered again.<br/><br/>"Brazen little brat, aren't you?" Emma continued, not entirely sure if she should pursue this. This comment prompted a little smile from the newcomer.<br/><br/>"Yep." She continued, flipping the page slowly. Growling to herself and shaking everything off, she dropped the conversation where it was, switching to a new line.<br/><br/>"Do you at least have a name? Or does 'Brat' work for you?"<br/><br/>"Erizen." She answered simply, her eyes darting around the page.<br/><br/>"Erizen? Just Erizen?"<br/><br/>"Last names are pretty, but useless. Erizen will suffice." Five minutes here, and Emma was already tired of the girl. Throwing her hands up, she sat on the ground and sighed. When will they leave for wherever they were leaving for?<br/><br/>"Are we there yet?" She asked airy.