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Kirai entered into the graveyard silently, and jumped up onto an old crumbling mausoleum, sitting down and letting her legs hang over the edge. She glared, her eyes deep and dark, down at Riley. Obviously, Kirai was not exactly... pleased. "Rosette Andrea Grey, so that's my name, is it?" Despite the look in her eyes, her voice was so smooth it was almost uneasy, and so calm it was forced. "How did you discover about me what I did not know about myself, and what else do you know about me?"

Kirai caught the vial in the air and answered quickly, "Then tell me what you want me to accomplish. For as fun as it is to speak with you, I'd prefer we save time as well. So, name your price."

((Sorry it took so long))

Kirai had a flash of Riley's thoughts, but not enough and not quick enough to catch all of it, not enough to catch anything about the goddesses or about her own impending doom. So people are going to die. ".....fine." Kirai stood up straight. "....I won't ask you what would happen if I 'accidentally' broke it here. If Avarice did not care for you, I would risk it." Saying that, Kirai jumped down. Brushing shoulder's with Riley, she walked past her, glaring coldly at her the entire time.

The next night, Kirai wandered into the graveyard once more. Leaning against the crumbling statue of an angel, she waited patiently to see if Riley would show here.

Kirai didn't even turn her head, but her mouth twisted into a frown as a look of deep thought crossed her face, and her eyes shifted to looking at the ground. "Salazar... It's been a while, has it not?" Letting out a silent sigh, she lifted her head back up high and pushed her self gracefully away from the statue, standing perfectly upright as she then turned to face him. Kirai raised her pale and delicate hand to lower the hood from her head, and rested her hand against her neck. The look in her eyes was no longer empty; now, there was a real person living inside of them... What had once been a faint spark now was a small flame, still not complete, but very present. Her cold, sorrow-driven existence had changed dramatically since the last time she had encountered Salazar. Last time, he had tried to kill her. With dry humor, Kirai tilted her head and asked in a very monotone softened voice, "Might I ask... do you plan on attempting to 'burn the witch' again?"

"...I'm awaiting to meet up with Riley." Kirai said, moving her arms around her waist where she was holding herself. She shivered, although the outside did not feel cold to her. "I... no longer understand who is my enemy, and who is my friend. Perhaps someday, I'll have it figured out." For a second, although her facial expression did not change and nor did her tone of voice, the look in her eyes was like she was about to cry, but Kirai quickly killed away any subconscious temptation to do such a thing. "It tempts me... Now, to go back into seclusion, away from the world and everyone in it. If I was not constantly in debt with my life to others, I'd do so at the very split moment that opportunity came about." Her voice was not angry, and Kirai did not know why she was sharing all of this with him... Maybe because there was no one else in the world she felt she could share this with. No matter what her reasons, she didn't bother questioning her own words. They were the truth, and that's what mattered the most to her right now.

Now, however, her facial expression grew cold and she tensed. "I understand your wanting to kill me... I'm so weak, my life has never been my own. I can't tell you how much this existence sickens me, and how fond I am of you on all accounts! But I hate what I can't understand, and I've never been able to understand you!" Her voice raised and she turned away suddenly, tightly gripping the edge of a tombstone within reach, holding her face with her other hand and breathing in, and out. Trying to calm herself down, she had never had this much trouble controlling herself, in any situation.

Kirai sensed... in shock, that he wasn't lying. Placing her hand over his on her shoulder, his hand felt warm. "I forgive you." She choked back tears. Again, why was she practically spilling her guts out to him? Why was she having so much trouble controlling herself. Because I don't want to control myself, I'm tired of having to think out what to feel, how to act, how to pretend... Now that I have feelings, I don't want to lie anymore. I don't want to hold back. "Salazar... how can I live a life that is not my own? I entered a contract, my life literally belongs to someone now... She saved me, and I'm glad to work for her and to be her faithful servant; it gives me work to be done. My life, I've never had a problem signing away... however, when it comes to owing my heart to anyone, even someone I already love, that I find much more difficult to accept." Kirai's hand was shaking as she struggled to say the words, words that before, she would of only dared to speak to her beloved friend Tessa, whom she missed dearly.