Erizen<br/><br/>The pointed, blunt stab the elf made at her bounced clean off her shoulders as if it were never there.<em>Table scraps?</em>She thought to herself, mentally smiling as she continued to read.<em>Those fools would hardly be able to call retiring at 20 'table scraps'. I suppose they call gold meaningless here... Strange world indeed...</em>The lot on this plane spoke a good game, and looked a good game, but when everything was said and done, only the person who could back up their words would make it out a winner, and the more you spoke, the more you had to back up.<br/><br/>Considering how little she's spoken so far, she figures this is in the bag, but getting overconfident is no different then coming to a fight unprepared, so she kept her thoughts to herself. Reaching into her dress, she withdrew her InterPol ID, the words "Interdimentional Police Department" displayed prominently, with 'Fringe Division' under it. Investigate and Destroy threats to their world. That was her job... at least so long as they kept paying her. But when a better offer rears it's head... what do you do? You snatch it up. She'd corner Helena later and ask again.