Aya's fists clenched at her sides as Sebastian spoke. After he finished asking his questions, she was quiet for a long while, just staring at him.

Then she threw a punch, aimed at his face.

Her judo training meant she was more comfortable with grappling and throws, but she'd had enough practice at strikes to know how to hit hard, and hit fast. Not that it would actually do much in this realm, though. If it landed, Sebastian would feel the force of the blow, but there'd be no pain to accompany it, which made it slightly less satisfying.

[color=mediumspringgreen]"You do [i]not[/i] know me,"[/color] she hissed, voice shaking. Her fear was quickly hidden by anger and frustration. [color=mediumspringgreen]"You wouldn't be the first bastard I left here to rot."[/color] But even as she spoke, Aya knew he was right. From the moment she'd come back to see him, she knew what her choice would be. But… how many would die if she let him live? She'd be responsible for the deaths of countless people if she couldn't just kill this one. 

Aya knew herself though, and as much as she wanted to, as frustrated as it made her, as [i]horrible[/i] as he was… she couldn't bring herself to do it. She thought of the man she'd stranded here before, left for dead. She thought of Sebastian's laughter as he slaughtered for the pure joy of it. She thought of Cassandra, corrupted until he'd made her into his own little toy.

[color=mediumspringgreen][i]I'm not like you,[/i][/color] she told herself. As just and righteous as it would be… Aya didn't want to be a killer. She had no doubt she'd come to regret this decision, but in this moment she wasn't strong enough to do what needed to be done. 

[color=mediumspringgreen]"And for the record,"[/color] she said, [color=mediumspringgreen]"I would [i]never[/i] be a part of your team."[/color] Without another word, Aya grabbed the front of his shirt and snapped them both back to their bodies.

Sensations rushed back to her as she blinked open her eyes. Aya sat still for a moment before lowering her face into her hands. Honestly, what was she doing? How had all this happened? She cursed her own stupidity. Already she was second guessing her decision to let him live, and she'd been an idiot for not doing something to contain Sebastian back at the house when she had the chance. Heck, she could've even just kept his spirit stored away and returned him to his body later, after deciding on a more rational plan. And she'd left him with access to Cassandra to top it all off! Aya had tied the poor girl up and locked her away like she was some sort of animal…

Overwhelmed by her own mistakes, Aya felt a lump forming in her throat. She just wanted out of this… to go back to her life before all this pain and horror, and the only consequences she'd face for mistakes were a bad grade or an upset customer. But no, she couldn't just sit here feeling sorry for herself. Now that Sebastian was awake again, she was on the clock. She had to move, do [i]something[/i] before he started up again, or came to find her. Allowing herself one last breath to try and steady herself, Aya pushed herself aching body up and boarded the next train going towards the Reformists' headquarters. 

She was officially involved now, and she had a few things they needed to hear.

[@Raijinslayer]