Neva snickered at Vlad, he was the perfect picture of an edgy villain in a fiction story. She hadn't really cared about the situation at hand, yeah they were going to be weapons, but hey they were fed. She looked at the boy who had become melodramatic after being a danger to the quiet girl, he was holding one of the guards by the neck.

"You should really [i]chill[/i] out." called Neva.