Moonspear Never Ever

She stared him right back, quite content to match the intensity for she was having no arguments on the validity of Hydra's permission with or without his. But, a pair? Ame almost scoffed. She hardly felt like one, at least not beyond a duo in unrest lately. He wasn't acting very up to par with her, so she was loathe to be very forgiving. To her, this went both ways. Then act like it, she grated right back before he could so graciously announce that he was hearing no more of their bullshit.

Although she heard him out, her irritation rose her hackles into spikes. Lowly, she growled as he neared his conclusion then turned away from them.

Awfully tempting, but she carefully stilled herself then and rearranged her tensions that rose with the sight of his retreating form. For now he could just turn his back on them and march off, indignant, once again--for he did no wrong, remember? With her nose up at him, she let him go, and slid a heavy look first to Hydra, then Dirge, and exhaled. It was all on the tip of her tongue, and with ire nearly boiling over, she didn't like any of Charon's parts in this lately. His effects on her, all push and no pull, were wearing her down and she had a ominously growing sense that he was going to force her to act soon.

A part of her thought to tell the pair left with her something, anything, but she ultimately decided not to after one last nod to them and she was turning off on her own way. Not at this moment--although they surely deserved more of an explanation, and she did hate that they had to be so involved and present in this. For now, she needed to withdraw and Dirge and Hydra were free to their own again. Only roughly, she tracked after Charon, but did not plan to go straight to him any time soon.