Lightning cracks, ears perking at the sound Aurora turned her head. Her lips in a thin line as her mind focused on what was going on before her. In the back, [i]slightly above. Dagger gaze, and..can? Graffiti?[/i] The sound of shaking cans was indeed hard to mistake, only to find the feathers covering her hair began to stand up ever so slightly, static dancing across whatever skin was exposed. 
"Threats do nothing but breed doubt, a calm mind or even silence can end this."

The words falling from her lips she simply stood and listened. Picking up the voices, the tones, the depth, the slight change. The easiest to follow would be the dagger eyes, his accent was low, not vary common. The woman on the stage questioning Ditch sounded sharp, someone who thought higher of herself, maybe she had a reason for it? A large income? High upbringing? Rose was already spoken for yet she could not help but once again wish she had a way to figure out who Turn Back was. Her took something off, the sound of fabric falling to the floor was most likely what he covered his face with. Half mask at least, scarf maybe?
[i]Levi[/i]
It was a faint voice, Ditch speaking behind her, Aurora found her attention grabbed once more. So, dagger eyes was Levi, that may come in handy in the future.

Voices and clashing minds. Fighting behind her and accusing words at her sides Aurora once again found herself with her lips sealed. No need to add to the flames that licked at the atmosphere. 
Something kept pulling at her mind though. The one next to her, Ecto, at first she didn't pay too much attention to the male. But as he spoke she could not help but recognize his voice from somewhere, she just couldn't put her finger on it. 

She could feel the air grow heavy once Ditch was questioned. Her father, killed and thrown in a Ditch. What a cruel name, the story felt like iron hands grabbing her. Memory flashing yet being forced back down like bile to not be thought of again. She had to focus on the matter at hand. And that was Umbra, they needed a plan, course of action, and Ditch seemed to have a plan. A motive for gathering and steps already thought of. 
"Do you know Umbra's actual identity than? Or was your ties a simple acquaintanceship?" The more she knew the better, already she was weary, the idea of loosing her abilities was not something she could risk. "This plan of yours, who's involved in the first action?"