Emily sat at the back, and didn't really watch what was going on. Some sort of arguement between people. It wasn't her thing to pay attention to the bickerings of the minions. She was here for Master, and that was it. Emily casually hoped that Master knew how she felt about him, or weither he hadn't planned her growing beyond what he thought when she was first created. Either way, there was no chance she would ever bicker in front of him and cause him to get annoyed.

But then, by way of two of her Spirits suddenly peaking interest, Emily watched what was happening more closely. Master had, for some reason, spawned great Soulfire and whipped one of the less physical minions with it. Such a creation was marvolous, much like the True Empyrean, which stood leagues above her own. All she knew about it that it was to far beyond her at the present time to consider trying it. The thing would probably backfire and kill her, and everything else it came across as well. However, it certainly did the trick for settling the arguement, and she was free to move in, after he was asked about someone getting a leadership role for a new raid.

"Master, I need to talk to you about something. Could we get more private chambers?" She asked, a touch of powerful Spirit-Mage in her tone, and a touch of cute, innocent girl. It never heard to use both when talking to anyone.