After receiving the little kiss on her cheek Ramia paced back and forth on the bridge in a rather agitated manner. I should be fixing the Guardian... If we get in to a fight here I'd rather have at least one ace up my sleeve... Why are people fussing so damn much without results? She let out a little annoyed sigh and again paused to stare out from the window. Why here of all places? Damnit? This is not an advantageous terrain... Well... at least this place does have some defensive positions we could use for our advantage... The dark haired woman glanced at the door that lead out of the bridge. I hope Belle is ok... What if the virus comes back? What should I do? Focus... don't let your worry show.