[ His death fascination settles strangely on her shoulders, as if the weight of what he puts on her is palpable. What Matoba doesn't tell her says more about him than what he does. Some day, she wants to ask, but he questions before she can. Aerith places her hands back on her lap, and the LED lights feel cheesier by the moment. Unfortunately, it's what her money can buy right now. All the while, the meter runs in the background, like a clock ticking down. ]

Odd? [ Closing her eyes, she tries to remember... ]

She felt it was working against the clan... I suppose. She wanted to know why I wanted to strike deals like that. Actually... a lot of things were bothering me back then. [ Nodding, she opens her eyes. ]

I guess the most interesting thing was that she wanted to give the kappa their jobs back.