Vallyn glanced at Belaziri in mild recognition, only to look back at Hotarubi. "Our art and purpose is not meant to glorify ourselves," he continued, his mocking demeanor gone. "We stick to the shadows, take what we can carry, and leave without being noticed. We're shadows, not a band of hooligans. No bloodshed, no ridiculous show... we're meant to be a fairy tale told to children, and the hope for the hopeless and destitute. Your methods are going to get us killed, Hotarubi." Vallyn went on, his tone patronizing. He turned to Nadia, finally deciding to acknowledge her existence. He merely shrugged, backstepping a couple feet to lean against the wall of their guild.