Though beautiful, the astral plane did little to mask the carnage around her. There was no more iron in the air to make Aya gag, but all around she could see the mangled, half-dissolved bodies. She'd done this. Sebastian may have been a murderer, but who had let him live? Who'd let him remain a threat to everyone in the city? All this death could've been avoided if Aya'd just done the responsible thing when she should've and left him to die. If she'd just done the right thing then…

Aya drifted to the bodies, too weighed down by her guilt to bother moving her legs as she normally did. But then something caught her eye. One of the bodies glittered slightly, and then a starry mist raised from it and dissipated.

[color=mediumspringgreen][i]The soul,[/i][/color] she realized with a start. She'd just witnessed someone dying. She looked around again and found another body beginning to glow and darted over, leaning close to it. She watched as the glow grew and the mist began to rise. Captivated, Aya reached out a hand, and the soul drifted through her feelings. Flashes of emotion shot through her – pain, sorrow, acceptance… for a single moment she was part of that soul. And then it drifted away just like the one before. 

A shiver ran through her, feeling that she'd just invaded on something terribly intimate.

Hearing Sebastian's voice, she looked over to find him sitting down, accepting whatever fate would come to him. He was so calm… how could he be so calm after killing so many? Aya just stared at him, trying to understand. She had no reason to fear him here, but he still set her skin prickling. The adrenalin fading out of her system, she couldn't bring herself to feel the rage she'd felt before. 

[color=mediumspringgreen]"Tell me where Cassandra is,"[/color] she finally managed to say.

[@Raijinslayer]