The Sentinels but they can finish them

Aria gave a girlish giggle at the others response, her ears perking with interest. "Really?" she questioned, looking up at her curiously. "It makes sense I guess," she then said, shrugging. "She doesn't seem to be very good at making nice with others," the girl then paused. "With me, at least," she then added. Somehow, the pale fae felt a little better. With a gentle wag of her tail she glanced past Pearl, looking over the glade feeling a bit more at ease. "Maybe I don't need him to like me," she murmured, her gaze falling back to her paws. "I dunno, maybe it's too early to think about that... ya know?"