While the hug assuaged some of her guilt it was something Mao would have to deal with later. Her natural magic wasn’t as kind as some of her gemstone based abilities had been and yet there would come times she couldn’t always lock people up in that other realm or spend as much time as she liked wearing them down with bashing blows. She might not always like it, but her ancestors….well, she also took their words with a grain of salt given their original status as hunters. They assured her that one would need to push boundaries at times to receive results even if it left a sour taste.
Aiyana hadn’t feared her after, yet it came as no surprise to the short woman when Justin refrained from immediately taking her offered hand. However a few small chuckles slipped out as his (hopefully a) joke all the same. He’d done well from what she’d felt in the air more than seen personally, maximizing his abilities…though she wouldn’t say such a pun out loud for minor fear of mockery. Concern swept through her as the man held his helmet for a moment, wondering if some backlash might’ve struck him as he approached the duet, Mao’s hand still offered for quicker travel.
Relief swept through her as his words contradicted her worries – perhaps he really had been making sure everyone was ship shape before they left? After all he seemed to use wires and leaving those still on land tied up wasn’t a bad idea. ”We won’t let you die!” she exclaimed a little more loudly than perhaps she’d intended, ”We’re guild mates – practically family!” She smiled for added effect of her statement, fingers locking around his as she moved the trio.
Stashed in a small clearing the noise would hit their ears immediately even though they couldn’t see the offending group immediately. ”They’re just a few handful of yards that way,” Mao motioned, speaking in an almost normal tone given the loud chattering of men. It would almost be laughably easy for their voices to go unnoticed, shouting required to garner any real attention. ”There’s also…quite a few of them. It feels as though they haven’t split up…perhaps we’re even close to their base of operations?” From the large palm trees and wide leafed bushes one could make out buildings as well, shadows dancing here and there in the openings as people walked about. A hand moved to her eye, Mao sighing as she felt her eye ‘slip away’ in sorts and could see a fair bit through one of the house’s windows. ”They appear to be…camped out in the middle of town. It looks like no villagers are there, some of their lower ranks bringing food and beverages around…probably don’t fully trust the villagers to do it, or leaving them locked in fear within their homes.” As the eye turned around – more in curiosity – her mouth twisted a bit, feeling both a tinge of embarrassment and a little bad for somewhat freaking out the family hiding in the living room. Curiosity probably drove them out of their basement to see if the situation changed only to find a floating eye in their home. Quickly enough she summoned the displaced organ back, eyelid blinking a few times as she pulled her hand away. ”Well…that family appears altogether at least…” her shoulders hunched as the dark haired girl smiled sheepishly.