Dalia sat and thought to what Khait was asking. She knew much from the streets and what took part within it, and even if she didn't knew this Aman directly she surely would be able to find someone that could. Finally she spoke.<br/><br/>"I do believe I can help you noble warrior. That is the least we, my sister and I can do for you after saving us from a certain fate of being raped and killed." She stood up and waited for her sister to take her clothes on fully, even if she knew that she loved to show of she still was her babysister by a few minutes and she would be damned if she was going to let her walk about in her favorite clothings. To her luck she didn't.