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Nader finally let his arms drop and made a little strangled noise in the back of his throat. "Ggggh, fuck, today's gonna fuckin' kill me, I will literally die, fucking hell. Gonna, fuckin, gonna work on the pipe... Second monster outta fuckin' nowhere in the space of maybe a half hour, maybe I actually cracked and am in an asylum, or some dumb shit like that. Pfft. If only. Fuckin..." He proceeded to mumble and rant to himself, turning back around and trailing off as he went back to the pipes and started properly arranging them in preparation of sealing, just to distract himself.

Marisa's summoning a demon had a side effect that was probably unintended: hearing the sound of conversation, Nader turned his head to take a look to see who was speaking... and that caused him to catch sight of the eight foot tall ash-and-fire-and-very-large-sword creature. And that caused him to leap out of his hunched position into a standing position and to turn around in a flash, quick enough that he actually stumbled backwards and barely avoided falling over the pipe he had been working on. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" he exclaimed, raising his arms in the direction of the demon. "WHY ARE THERE MONSTERS COMING LEFT AND RIGHT OUT OF THE FUCKING WOODWORK?! I THOUGHT YOU SAID DYSTO WAS CONSERVING HIS RESOURCES!" Marisa's head popping out from around the thing caused Nader to lower his guns a little, but they still weren't hanging down in rest yet. "And who the fuck is this?!"

Satomi nods at Julie's (rather inspired) idea and then scrambles over to some nearby rubble, trying to create a small scale wall for Somatotrope to Extrapolate! Potential Relevant Perks: Kaiu Method: Kaiu engineering, construction, and smithing have been tested and improved by hundreds of years of unceasing combat against marauding hordes of monsters, and as a member of the Kaiu family many of these traditions have been taught to Satomi. During crafting, Satomi's INT is boosted by 50% for crafting purposes. Engineering Expert: The duty of the Kaiu family is to maintain and improve the Great Kaiu Wall (a miracle of engineering) separating Rokugan from a tainted, shadowy land full of the aforementioned monsters trying to kill the entire country. Their teachings minimize failure, for failure comes at great cost. When rolling crafting checks specifically involving building or improving a base, Satomi rolls twice and takes the better result. Potential Relevant Passive: Gempukku (Level 5): For Satomi's ritual of graduation into becoming a true Samurai (her Gempukku), as a Kaiu she had to create a siege weapon used on the Great Kaiu Wall. This has rather informed her skillset. Satomi gets a 50% bonus to checks when creating a defensive fortification or a siege weapon. Level 2-5: Upgraded in 10% increments, to 50% total

Nader was silent for a long moment after Leo spoke again. "Ah... ...allah. That is... I guess that all I can say is that I hope that you're right about this Dysto being too stupid to do much more than send things we can handle. I... it definitely makes a part of me scream to do this, but given the circumstances I think that I can give you the benefit of the doubt. But... gh. I'm going to need some space. Maybe I can see if I can do anything about that pipe." One hand held to the side of his head, Nader turned and clanked off, moving in the direction of the pipe, then heading over to the cart and seeing if he can't get some repair done on that pipeline.

Nader rolled his eyes at the "Sorry for being born" bit, not that Leo could see him do so, then sighed, and considered his next words for a little while. "Well, yes, we do have people who can work on weapons. But as for the rest of it... look, it's not that you can't be useful, it's that this Dysto you're talking about is so profoundly massive a problem that unless you were Allah himself come to Earth it would make I think most people seriously wonder about working with you. But, here, tell me straight, since you've given indications both ways... do you or do you not need an army just to focus on fighting Dysto? If the problem here is the occasional monster like that bear, well... maybe it could make sense to give you a chance. But if you're talking about massive forces that make that look like a small problem, like you were bragging about earlier, then I'm not going to want to deal with that. Traveling around fantastic worlds, dealing with problems and then surviving is difficult enough without getting turned into meat and scrap metal by some invading half-mechanical horde." Nader then turned towards Blue, or at least where he thought Blue probably was, with the noise of metal lightly shifting against metal. "Yeah, uh, can this Gearshift Dragon travel universes? ...and how big would it be by our standards, actually?"

Nader continued to breathe quickly for a few moments, his burst of adrenaline not exactly disappearing instantly, but as Freya freaked out around the bear, Nader slowly calmed down, lowering his gun centimeter by centimeter until once again the Horsekiller rested against the ground. Given that the thing wasn't tearing her to pieces, and that it had not gone and attacked him, Nader figured that, alright, perhaps it wasn't an overt threat. Nader still didn't intend to let down his guard around it, though, but perhaps that was a given. Upon listening to Freya's explanation, things did begin to make more sense; apparently she was some sort of undead-raising necromancer. Nader ended up literally waving that particular piece of information away, though -- they already had science fiction, so fantasy didn't seem that bizarre to him, and it would take something truly bizarre to ping as relatively weird by now. "Alright, alright, alright... the undead. That's... okay, I suppose that works. But... yeah. You really shouldn't just go raising the horrible monster I just fought from the dead without warning." His hand went to his forehead, or at least the forehead of his armor. "Fuck, I'm crazy enough already without my paranoia getting set off every other minute." Nader heaved a sigh, and then he got to hear Leo's rambling response. Nader's hand traveled down from his forehead to his face once more, but then he brought his arm back down quickly and spoke in an angrier voice then before. "Are you kidding me? Are you bragging about the danger you pose here? If your just being here causes multiple missile-armed dragons to attack, and if you expect that things will be so bad that we will have to raise an army just to fight against your personal threat, let alone everything else we have to deal with as a part of this whole 'multiverse' business, then why are we even traveling with you? This is ridiculous -- it sounds like your presence is far more dangerous than it is useful, and I would rather not get dragged into a whole campaign to battle against this apparently incredibly well-armed and absurdly dangerous menace. Fuck, it's not even every other minute I'm being set off here, it's every minute."

Once again, Satomi surveyed the situation and took it in, applying her intelligence (which had been sharpened for tactics by the training of the Kaiu, though Satomi always focused more on the engineering). Admittedly, she couldn't see much in the way of detail about the individual oni thanks to her shamefully defective eyesight, but she could tell a couple of things. First off: there were two flying oni which seemed to be gathering a lot of attention; Satomi presumed that they were important enemies thanks to that and their lesser number. Secondly, there were smaller creatures that appeared to like to get up close. And then there was a third type she couldn't make much out about at all, which she didn't much like. Oh well, it was the start of the fight anyway, she had to expect that she wouldn't know everything. Satomi decided that she would attack one of the flying oni; things that flew didn't usually appreciate getting peppered with projectiles, and it felt like a waste to empty the clip of her good crossbow onto something that there was several of. Slightly adjusting the still-mostly-full clip of the crossbow so that it was in fact able to fire (she hadn't wanted to fully unload earlier), Satomi raised her the weapon she'd made with Armsmaster's assistance, and started rapidly squeezing off the trigger, emptying the clip at it. Satomi uses the strong attack of the Perfection Crossbow on the Chi-You Lucille isn't binding, dealing 6d6+DEX damage (unless she misses)!

A loud clink sounded at the end of Leo's explanation (and a second time as Snow repeated the whole thing) -- Nader had slapped his armored palm to his mask, a process which had involved moving his machine-gun arm in an arc not to sweep anyone with the barrel, and then very deliberately moving his hand towards his face. He remained like that for a few seconds until he slowly brought his arm back down to its normal pointing-at-the-ground position. He turned his head to look at Leo silently (and with his mask, kinda ominously) for a couple of moments until he began to speak, bending his hands to gesture emphatically with his wrists still pointed at the ground. "So, wait... let me get this straight. You are telling me that this horrible machine-monster abomination not an isolated incident, but that you've got some sort of massive genocide machine constantly following you across universes to bombard us with these fucking things whenever the hell it feels like it? For fuck's-" Motion entered Nader's peripheral vision, or at least the peripheral vision that he still had through the lenses of his mask, and he whipped his head in the direction of the movement -- only to see the awful monster thing up, and approaching them. "OooooOOHH FUCK, ALLAH SAVE, IT'S NOT FUCKING DEAD!" Shouting at the top of his lung as adrenaline abruptly flared up again, Nader twisted his body totally in the monster's direction as quickly as he could, then he aimed his left arm in the bear's direction, and then with the third loud BOOM of his Horsekiller in this world, he sent a .60 cal bullet flying into the revived Drop Bear.

Well, she had gambled wrong on who was going to get hit, but Perlita decided not to dwell on that - there were people who did get hit, after all ...and Gabriel was one of them. Perlita grimaced as the two flying monsters swooped down and clawed and sliced at him... but just before she was about to summon Crawford to cast a Patra, she noticed that the vampire was in an even worse condition... and that he was on fire. "Ah... Gabriel, I'm so sorry, but you'll need to hold on for a moment! Crawford, Patra!" She reached a hand into the sky and summoned Crawford again, tugging on the floating thread that only she and Gabriel could see and which appeared as she began the summon, and once again her glitzy Persona popped into existence, Perlita directing her hand in Soryn's direction to cause a wave of green sparkles to envelop him. Perlita uses Patra on Soryn, removing all ailments from him and healing him for 11 HP (from her Perk)! Constitution: 6, Resistance: 4, Dexterity: 7, Intelligence: 0, Strength: 2, Synergy: 11 If dealt a non-stun Ailment, Perlita's Justice Arcana perk afflicts its dealer with the same Ailment, and her Dark Jacket protects her from sleep effects and confers 25% resistance against darkness attacks!

For just a moment, Nader stood there and breathed deeply -- fighting, punching, and then successfully killing a horrible semi-koala-beast-razor-mouth-monster brought its own little rush and ebb of adrenaline (and, behind his mask, a wild grin: that's the power of FORENIA, baby!), but he WAS still in active combat after all, so he straightened himself and began noisily running towards the cart, to go help out with pushing it lest the mad bomber blow the thing to Jannah. There was one soldier left, but his little popgun wasn't much of a threat to Nader, and it looked like he was under control anyway. The tiny plates on his palms making clink sounds as they made contact with the edge of the cart, Nader dug his feet into the badlands ground, gripped tightly (in case whatever the hell was going on with the ground tripped him up), and pushed. Nader pushes the payload!

Navin nodded to himself as the party approached the castle -- this situation was intimately familiar to him. Sure, he'd participated in plenty of team-ups against various power supervillains on his homeworld, most notably the battle against Gigurum in Sri Jayawardenapura Kotte, but long before he'd done any of that, he'd been defending places against an army, though in his case it had been aliens, and Mumbai, explosions among the softening, collapsing buildings and the melting peo-- gggh. Navin had to briefly shake himself off. He'd been trying to think about things being familiar and comfortable, but this train of thought actually wasn't going to do him any good right now; he couldn't afford to get sunken into war memories in the middle of an active fight. Well, damn, he'd shot his reaction time, and he suspected that he'd be slower than pretty much everyone else now. That wasn't an excuse not to throw himself into battle to his best, though, and so he advanced when everyone else did, running towards the enemy lines and raising both of his arms. Their commander wanted the officers taken care of, and given his... previous successes, Navin would oblige in that respect. "I am sorry, but we are at war!" So he started swinging his fists, relatively light hammer punches dancing across his target's body, each one paired with the loud POP of a small explosion -- individually, light blows, but devastating together. Navin uses Flurry of Explosions on Officer C, dealing (SYN + STR)=20 damage four separate times, with a two turn cooldown! Additional Notes: 12% chance to dodge melee attacks with Aikido, from his Fistfighter Perk Constitution: 2, Resistance: 1, Dexterity: 4, Intelligence: 2, Strength: 10, Synergy: 10

First, Satomi answered Proditor's question. "Um... not counting the incident with the portal, it's primarily just been conversation and some work on creating things. That... whatever it is did not appear until very soon before you came in." She glanced at the curled up thing, squinted, looked at it for a second, and then she slowly turned to Kusuke. "Um... yyyyes," she began, initially a little distracted, but getting back into the flow of things soon enough, "These are samurai families, so they are all quite large, mind, but there are a total of six families within the Crab Clan's samurai. The Hida family are probably the primary of the Crab families, descended from the Kami Hida, they are the enduring warriors who fight on the wall or in the forts, up close with the oni, or who are at the front of our armies if any of the other clans war against us. The Hiruma family, whose original lands were lost to the Shadowlands, are our scouts, who move deep into the Shadowlands or on occasion enemy territory. The Kuni are our shugenja mages, known for proficiency the magic of the earth kami, and unparalleled-in-the-Empire knowledge of or shadowlands opponents. The Toritaka family, until recently the minor Falcon clan, are also scouts, but are masters of the art of fighting evil spirits from the realm of Gaki-do. The Yasuki family, whose blood does also run through my veins, are the diplomats of the Crab Clan, long having left the Crane Clan for being a bunch of courtesy-obsessed fools. ...this is why I am, um, smaller than the average Crab samurai. They are very good at commerce, so that even the honor-obsessed clans besides the Crane work with them because the Yasuki give them the things they want, to get the things we need. The Kaiu family, who I do belong to, yes, are the engineers of the Crab Clan, and the best engineers in all Rokugan, because we've done it for centuries while other clans saw it as beneath them. We're responsible for the repair and reconstruction of the Kaiu Wall when it is damaged, and were its original constructors. We also build siege engines and the like with which to strike the large oni, or during wars, the other clans' armies or fortresses, which they rarely know how to respond to -- not so beneath them after all, heh heh heh. We also know how to smith armor and weapons, and I do know how to do that even if my specialty lies in engineering."

Obviously, this sort of event going on in an enclosed and fairly small space was enough to snap Satomi out of talking about her clan, with the samurai girl instead swiveling to just stare at the bizarre, repetitive, wall-phasing, floating entity. Since Satomi didn't have any reference point at all for this being, no oni or magic to compare it to, all she could do was stare blankly at it. She turned her head and kind of just met Proditor's gaze as well as she could without actually being able to see his eyes, exhibiting the same kind of confusion as him. "Whuh?"

"Right. I, um, okay. I apologize for losing my composure." She took another breath, and then once again rested her chin on her hands (and her elbows on the top of the seat), thinking. "Something about my world... humm... umm... I suppose that since you have been getting rather negative pieces of my homeworld, I will tell you about one of its more shining pieces: my clan. I come from the Crab Clan, which holds the southern borderlands of the Emerald Empire of Rokugan. Whereas most of the other seven Great Clans of Rokugan focus on affairs of the Empire, or on being political maneuverers or backstabbers, the Crab Clan has the most important duty in the country. We hold against what Rokugan borders to the south, the Shadowlands, a land corrupted by the evil realm of Jigoku, which is... literally a realm of pure suffering and evil. Not only is it suffused with the Taint, which mutates and maddens people and various other creatures alike, but it creates very vicious oni and actively wants the Empire and all within it dead. So, the Crab Clan holds the Great Kaiu Wall between Rokugan and the Shadowlands, and our duty is to war against them in order to keep everyone in the Empire alive, and so we have, for centuries, and very bloodily. This means while clans like the Crane are focused on frippery and niceties, the tenets of Bushido we Crab hold dear are Duty and Courage, for these two tenets define the bravery and responsibility that the Crab must show in order to perform our duty. This also means that we are far less likely than the Scorpion Clan to backstab and plot for no other reason than personal benefit. We also tend to treat our heimin, peasants, better than other clans -- we allow them to have weapons, because fearing heimin makes less sense when they also must be wary of and battle monsters and oni like you. Therefore it becomes a very poor idea to try to abuse them, heh heh."

Perlita audibly gasped when she saw the burnt remains of the village, but then her face morphed into a furious grimace. If the woman in front of them was responsible for the terrible things that Perlita could see must have gone on here... well, even as shock and horror ran through her at the sight of a village where people, real people, had been killed, it hardened Perlita's determination to help stop her. ...Crawford COULD attack, but she was not really an attack Persona, so no matter how satisfying it would be to slap this woman with a burst of light, Perlita made a move to play more to her strengths. "Crawford, be revealed!" Making a prediction that her distraction would keep her slow when the battle actually collided into being, Perlita began to summon her Persona. That's how an right foot tall "woman" mostly covered by a glittery black cape popped into existence right behind the teenage girl, and exactly and simultaneously mirroring a forward wave of Perlita's hand, said "woman" gestured at Mitsurugi, sending forth a burst of pink, healing energy, then disappearing. Perlita uses Diarama on Mitsurugi, healing 4d4+2*SYN damage (including Perlita's Altruism perk)

Satomi let out a long breath to calm down a little. "Look, I... I know by now. It would be impossible for me not to understand how important it is after, um, everything that's happened. I just, I have been trying to... rethink about everything I knew about souls before. I've even stopped actually talking about foreigners in the same way, because I understand that things are different. It's... I understand why people were offended, now," Even if she was still somewhat angry about the way they had chosen to act, "...but it's not exactly something I have been freely talking about, because, um, it isn't easy to just replace my way of thought. I'm trying, though. I really am."

Kusuke's tone was souring again, and now Mirri was involved in the conversation too, both of them presenting her with questions that Satomi knew had the potential to cause great offense again. Satomi took a deep breath in, and then took a slightly shaky breath out. Then she suddenly slapped her hands against the table, visibly steeling herself -- at this rate, she was going to turn into some sort of coward the way she was quaking at simply talking to people. Of course, she still had to have some care with her words. First, Kusuke. "I... would not say that makes them less of a person. Just... not Rokugani. Yes, my honor is important to me. Of course it is, but I am a samurai of the Emerald Empire. I would not have expected someone from any of the foreigner kingdoms to follow Rokugani honor, and certainly no loyalty to Rokugani lords, and therefore no place in Rokugani society. But I would not expect a Rokugani to follow foreigner codes or foreigner lords, either. This... doesn't make a foreigner less of a human being." Then, Mirri. "I... do not know what the Force is. Or what your world's rituals for death are. I certainly did not then. How was I supposed to? You-- you share your own views on souls, and spirits, and foreigners, but how is it fair that you two expect me to have known what they are? You cannot fix my previous confusion by pressing me on it now." Her breath hitched. "Things are... they're different here, and you clearly even have advantages over me in that regard. I've seen things that I find disgusting here, yet... I never told Arminius to kill himself for being deceitful, nor did I attack him, for example, no matter how much it reminds me of the damned Scorpion. Yet... you keep wanting me to say that I was wrong for not knowing how things work on your worlds, or the previous world, as if I ever had any sort of chance of that, or-- as if it is my fault you are the first foreigners I've ever seen. I've-- I've even been trying to adjust my views, because I know now. What more could I do?"

Satomi crossed her arms, and her voice did carry a bit of resentment still. "So you heard me and concluded that I was the same sort of atrocity-committing monster." She was silent for a couple of moments, before she frowned. "...no... I'm sorry. I shouldn't be trying to..." She shook her head as if to shake off her previous remarks, and then went back to the topic at hand. "Souls are less central where I come from. They... I suppose it's best described that they carry some core of you, your honor, your karma, and some vague things that none can really claim to fully describe -- perhaps true lovers will feel a bond in their next life, perhaps one will feel a grudge they have no logical reason for, and that is the result of souls. They determine where you end up in your next life within the Celestial Order, whether you are kuge, heimin, or himin, your station in life. I... don't want to claim to... know anything about this now, but... in Rokugan, foreigners aren't considered part of the celestial order. That's why they're called specifically gaijin."

Satomi was silent for a moment, which was of course nice and awkward, but after a couple of moments she nodded once, then twice, as if coming to a decision, then she spoke, even if it was after a sigh. "I... believe that I can take a guess. If I take what I remember what you were saying earlier... on the world you're from, souls play an integral piece of who a person is and... makes them a person, I suppose? So when I was assuming that foreigners don't have souls, you were assuming that I was saying that foreigners aren't people. Does that sound about right?"

Satomi muttered just a little disgruntledly at that. "Maybe Japan is an alternate future version of Rokugan, or something." Still, Satomi wasn't stupid, and she had heard the hint of dolor in his voice there, so she moved on to addressing his next subject. Well, perhaps she sounded a little bit melancholy at that topic herself. "...right. Well... I'm not really sure what to say on that topic, honestly." Satomi shifted uncomfortably -- she didn't like to be at a loss like this, but she WAS at a loss. "I guess... ask whatever you need to."

Satomi had decided to sit down rather than to bother to try and process whatever in the worlds it was that Lucille had just done -- whatever bizarre powerful magic that was, it was frankly out of her league, and Satomi sort of didn't want to touch it. Kusuke's question, though, did at least present something of a distraction from the bizarreness of it. Satomi interlaced her fingers, propped ehe elbows up on her lap, and rested her chin on her hands, looking at the time manipulator. "...well, um, I did have to put some thought into it. After the whole souls thing," a flicker of annoyance crossed her face but she forced it off, "I had to think about how I considered a lot of things, and I suppose that that may mean considering people as foreigners, rather than gaijin... and then foreigners would still not require honorifics because they aren't exactly within the Rokugani social structure... but you do seem similar to Rokugani people in a lot of ways, and I remembered you using honorifics before, so..."

Satomi winced and barely resisted clapping her hands to her ears when the first wave of side effects from Lucille's, pain wracking her body as whatever Lucille was doing struck her like that attack to her soul had earlier. What in Jigoku was she doing?! Squinting, Satomi turned to see what Lucille was doing, and really that didn't make things better, because apparently she was turning into a god of some sort, and hitting her with blinding light... as it cleared, Satomi could hear Lucille cackling and shouting in triumph, and though the worst of the effects of whatever Lucille had just done were gone, Satomi's vision was still fairly blurred and she just spent a little bit squinting and looking down.

Isobel stood there and found herself not entirely sure what to do at the start, sort of just raising her arms and preparing to move if she had to -- but during Isobel's initial idleness, LOTUS was taking in the situation, darting the eyes around on his screenplate to match. There she was, Lancer, with her glowing weapon being every bit as ominous as Nobunaga had suggested. She didn't appear to be prone to taunts or jibes, which could be problematic; there was a reason that professionality was a good thing on the battlefield. Still, his previous intel plus Lancer's motion to charge did well enough telegraph her intentions, and LOTUS didn't exactly relish the thought of the team getting slammed by that. He would have to keep Lancer hindered. At the same time, he did have to pay attention to her vanguard. Ten soldiers, and two officers who LOTUS knew had magical capability, they were a known threat, but they were a threat nonetheless. The twisted beings were a new problem, however (and LOTUS could see Isobel slightly uncomfortable with them, even if only slightly). With how monstrous they were, LOTUS couldn't well predict their capabilities, but the fact that it was only three of them present suggested that they were strong. LOTUS wanted to focus on killing Lancer's henchmen first, anyway; from experience both before his new occupation and from the battle he had just commanded earlier. Combining these facts, LOTUS decided that he wanted to strike decisively and take out the Lahnus, to cut their strength out of the equation before they could even use much of it. "Alright, here's the plan! Friedhold, Dackly, you two focus on Lancer, do your best to cut off that charge before she can complete it! We already know that Lancer is capable of doing some very serious damage with that lance if she's allowed to use it freely, and I want you two to make her life difficult especially right now so that the rest of the team's efforts can be focused elsewhere! Samantha, prepare yourself, but be aware that I may need your specific help soon! Hikari, provide yourself, Bridgett, Katsuo, Morgan, Ritsu, and Samantha with additional firepower, I'm going to want us to be able to strike decisively, and I'm going to help spot the weakpoints on one of our targets to further facilitate this! I want everyone else to be taking out these new monsters! Bridgett, Ritsu, I want the pair of you to light up that first walking monster, I'll call it Monster A, on the left! Katsuo, Morgan, your job is to attack the other one, I'll call it Monster B, on the right! I want you both attacking one each because I want to have a decent chance of offing these things before they can bring whatever their full threat is to bear! Be willing to spend some resources, but not all of them! I want these things dead, but don't completely render yourselves weak for the rest of the battle! Now, Monster B here so far as I can tell has a weakness at..." Weakness Pinpoint on Lahnu B, giving attacks against it a 10% chance to critically hit for double damage!

"I... maybe, but... some of you practically had your arms inside dead flesh and blood. For the armor, anyway, I would have simply recommended using the scales if you had to use anything from the wyvern, but outright butchering it seems to be..." Given the response to Rokugani social standards earlier, Satomi did not want to specifically reference them, but still, she felt she had to object. "...the descent of a ravenous horde more than the actions of a warrior. Do... we really need all of the things you are stripping from these beings' corpses...?" Ugh, they'd just been digging around in these things with their hands. Satomi shuddered.

Satomi had pretty much finished with her looting after she had taken that shield, and she had gone to just stand in the middle of the area, keeping an eye out on the field -- she wasn't going to go touching dead things, after all, and most of the rest of what she could think to grab tended towards either the magical or the organic, rather than the material, and thusly she couldn't do all that much with it. Looking at the others, though, Satomi couldn't help but be a little bit nauseous. Blood and carnage wasn't anything new to her, considering that she'd been on the Wall before, but watching the others root around inside dead bodies like it was nothing when she herself hadn't been willing to even slightly touch them (reincarnation into a hinin would be... unfortunate) had her green around the gills. For the kamis' sake, some of them were practically elbow-deep inside the organs of these things, hacking away and pulling at them like it was nothing. "E-ech... I... can't believe you all don't have inhibitions about that..."