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Ana had been gloriously ignorant of what was going on lately, especially because she'd been keeping herself busy. But, as it was not really her duty to greet any new hunters or even care about the new influx.

So instead, she was doing her duty. Today, that duty to walk the premises, check for any shadowlings, and try to keep the towns clear. That was a good, strong job for a sun hunter.

She saw Clyde walking with a hammer in his hand and absolutely no idea what he was doing, as she headed deeper into town. She looked sullen at his lack of purpose.

"You know, you could be putting that hammer to good use, right now." She called out to him.

His wink gave his intentions away. Her eyes fluttered with the threat of an annoyed roll, but instead she walked over to him. Her steps were very slow, but purposeful. When she was an inch from him, her arm rose up, straight as an arrow, and pointed in the opposite direction from her.

Then she smiled.

"I must always be like this." She informed him plainly as she dropped her hand. "This is who I am, I cannot be anything but this."

She was taking that a little too literally.

"I am on perimeter duty. Which means I am doing my job. Part of this job is to make sure you are safe - and maybe a small part is to make sure you are doing your job." She liked the idea of that. Even if it wasn't in her particular work description. Bossing Clyde around made her smile. "So. Get to work."

Her smile disappeared when he pointed out their equality in rank.

Day ruined.

"I don't think you can just-" But he could, and he did. She backed away a step when he moved to walk with her, and let out an exhaustive sigh. The flexed muscles earned a squint, as she took a moment to try and decipher whether he was trying to show off, or to taunt her for his strength. Or, perhaps his muscles were twitching from lack of work. Yes, that was probably it.

"Come along, then." She let out, putting one hand on one of those poor, twitching muscles, and dragging him along beside her. "If you're not going to do your job, then you'll certainly get put to work helping me on mine."

"That sounds wasteful. I'm very disappointed in you, Clyde." She clipped back, despite the tiny smile flirting on her lips that gave her true intentions away. "But if you like my job so much more, perhaps you should be in the Sun Division. I thought you liked working with your hands to create, not destroy."

She knew he meant that in this specific moment, a walk around the town was more enjoyable than physical work. That did not mean she was going to let him go without teasing him mercilessly on betraying his division.

If he was going to accompany her, she was going to make it fun.

She hid the smile that snuck up on her features when he called her a goof. It was too pleasant, too familiar. Fun was being had, but she did not want to admit it.

"Fine." She cleared her throat and managed to cough out. "If this is really part of your job, then you are welcome to come with me. I could use the company."

Except, she really couldn't. Ana was an introvert at heart, and she had no idea how to hold a proper conversation; let alone be comfortable with someone. It wasn't about Clyde, but rather about her complete inability to form social bonds with others - which wasn't a problem, back when she was a human. The only bonds she formed behind the mask were the bonds of handcuffs used to take down criminals.

Things like friendships were unnecessary, in that line of work.

"So.."

But here, in Deus, things were a little bit different.

"Um.."

And she was beginning to realize she was far, far out of her league when it came to talking to others - especially others as friendly as Clyde was.

"What.. do you do for fun?"

Yikes.

"Fight." This was no news; it was clear she was in her element when fighting. "Street fights, battles, sparring, wrestling, you name it. I like to keep the body in motion, so whatever helps. Not exactly a wandering soul, but, I don't like sitting still either." And that was why she loved to dance, not that she felt comfortable sharing that particularly intimate bit of information with Clyde just yet. Just the idea of it made her cheeks turn crimson underneath her mask. No one needed to know that she danced.

"Unless it's for a very intense video game. I miss those. Still, if I had to choose between a game and a fight, I'd choose a fight every time."

She let a beat of silence fall, and breathed in deep - it did not pain her to enjoy it. "I've spent most of my time in big cities. What is the country like?"