Beatrice raises a brow behind her helm. She questioned what this man's views were. No one would spectate so close to a killer, especially with an Etra like that. But then again, she did the same. In any case, this man was a strange one. He left the area with a disappointed expression. What was going through his mind? Did he want more dead? Did he want to fight the killer? Many thoughts rush through Beatrice's mind within seconds, before she thought Why do I care? she has no reason to care for this man's actions. It's just that he did a different action than others did, and she pointed it out to him. Nevertheless, she is already talking to him, so she decided to bring up a small conversation on her way out, saying,
"Then I assume you just spectated to see the man with the wind Etra?"