"Oh," was all Rilolia could muster upon Chad finishing his brief, concise, and quickly heating rant. She expected something along the lines of Yazulayne being an elf, or that he simply didn't like her for her manner of speech and personality. Chad seemed like a mature enough person that the childish nature of Yazu would certainly dig under his skin. Apparently not, however, as Rilolia concluded. Accepting the mint, she averted her eyes and scoffed a bit. "Didn't realize she did that kind of thing," Rilolia lied... sort of.

Before she could move on to find a seat and enjoy the atmosphere as Chad did, a peculiar card found its way onto the ship with grace -much more grace than when she crashed into the seaship days before. She was almost [i]jealous[/i]. Watching as the man arose from its magical plane of existence, Rilolia could only figure it was something that had to do with someone else aboard. Maybe that Lyra person. But when the crest of the Luna family made itself evident to her, she nearly wanted to dive from the ship. Nothing good could come of this.

"...to aid the young mistress in her quest.” She only caught the last few words, luckily, and she was suddenly more confused than anything. Luna family? Help? [i]Her[/i]? What in the world possessed her family to aid a vagrant vampiress who lost her only valuable possession? "Th-that would be me," she replied, turning back to face the well-dressed man. He was a butler, that much was evident, but he was no one she'd ever recalled by face. "What in the world are you doing here?" she asked, rather impolitely. Aid? In what way? Invading Astopol!? He couldn't possibly...

Rilolia turned to Chad, and then back to the man, as if asking for confirmation that this was even happening. "What is your name?"