No thanks, it's taken way too long for me to get my skin looking this nice!

[ It's not her obvious concern, but the wit is quick. For as much as she seems anti-fighting, she doesn't seem... As concerned as she should be? No, that's not it. There's a lack of real fear, like this is another day in her life. Which, to be fair, it is. Even if the circumstances are somewhat different as she watches the older man try to convince others out of the way. He's right, they weren't listening to her so much - which hurts, but she had to try.

She has to try. She promised she would and even so. When he turns back to her her smile falters for a moment. Expression somber as she considers it. Is that how he thinks of it....? She shakes her head, usual energy dampening some as she responds: ]

It'll always be our fight. That's what it means to be Chosen. [ She says Chosen as she would with the same emphasis as Aion. She turns her head downward a moment, exhales as she says: ] I'm here because... If I can help someway, I will. That doesn't mean I want to fight anyone - not. Not like this.

...But if I sit back and do nothing that means this world would be lost, too.