She held her stance as the man spoke, and analyzed him fully.  No... he hadn't called the woman a 'dirty blooded' anything; in fact... why would she be so<em>specific</em>about such a thing?  She... she must have known Lynia would have responded like that... that fucking<em>cunt</em>tried to get her killed?!  Seia thought it over, and the woman... she seemed to<em>enjoy</em>saying that just a bit too much, and it was so<em>very</em>convenient...<br/><br/>Later, she would be having<em>words</em>with that<em>bitch</em>...<br/><br/>He's understanding though, which is... odd... perhaps he understands where she's coming from... and with that, she walks forward, lowering her guard.<br/><br/>"You are an idiot, coming to the Imperial City, of<em>all</em>places!" she said, sighing exaggeratedly "If you had met anybody,<em>anybody</em>else, you would be<em>far</em>closer to being a dead man right now!  Luckily for you I'm not some mindless drone of the Immaculate Philosophy; I've read too much to note some... odd inconsistencies.  You, likewise, do not strike me as a 'demon,' but this is not the time or place: you need to break off that grate, and we need to keep 'fighting'; there's a large amount of water outside that gate... enough that you could get 'lost' in the water out there.  The catch..."<br/><br/>She holds up a dragon claw, a smirk on her face.<br/><br/>"Well, two of them: first is that it's a two-hundred foot drop; not easy to survive without some charms.  Second, is I have to make it look like I grievously wounded you, which means<em>I</em>need to get<em>your</em>blood on<em>my</em>claws." she said, and then explained "See, I have to make it look like I didn't let you go without a fight, and that you just<em>escaped</em>me... and consider it payment for hurting my sisters too, though I can promise I won't kill you... trust me when I say this is your best bet, or you start swinging, and I promise I am<em>far</em>more powerful than any other Dragonblood you've met here... your call."