Sasha looked over curiously as Aramil spoke seeming a little bit bit unsure. Something about the way he seemed to stare at her seemed a little odd, though she couldn't tell quite what it was. She shrugged a bit in response as she brushed her long red hair behind her back seeming to take his words as if a sort of challenge.<strong>"Hmmph, I'd be kicked out quickly for being considered unfair."</strong>She spoke as she seemed rather eager to stroke her own ego when it came to fighting. She wasn't about to show any sign of doubts at all or allow for little scraps from early keep her from backing down from anything. The shapely woman looked to the rogue as her eyes shifted back looking as the noise seemed to quiet a bit down. She shifted back looking to him once again.<strong>"Now they seem to be a bit quieter. None the less I'd be more then eagerly to get some action in."</strong>She spoke before punching her fist into her open hand in a sign of battle readiness. It was at the very least something for her to preoccupy the time.  She still couldn't help but feel as if his eyes had some sinister meaning behind them as he glanced towards her. It was a type of look she wasn't at all use to.