Now that she really thought about it Ramia had heard rumors about this place - a castle with some kind of a curse cast upon it's inhabitants. She had no difficulty understanding why they had been cursed, especially if all of them were like the prince she had exchanged words with. "Guess getting food is good enough. I'd rather spend the night in the woods with the wolves than here anyways!" Obviously Hatchi's words had really hit a nerve on the swordswoman. "I have no damn title for you to care about! I have no damn lands to start a life with someone if I were to marry!" Little tendrils of smoke began rising from the fingertips of Ramia's left hand - a fact she herself noticed, but was too annoyed to do anything about. Who did this damn prince think he is? Being all hostile all of a sudden? "I don't really know any damn thing about you lot, but I can bet I know exactly why you are like you are! Heck, with an attitude like that you'll most likely remain like that!"