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Edel grew increasingly unsettled as more hunters began to shuffle in. Rookies or not, they were now outnumbered and at a great disadvantage.

The last person the frost demon wanted to see here was that crazy pink haired hunter they had met in the desert - Chel, or whatever her name was. They may have been friendly acquaintances in Wonderland, but reality was very, very different.

It caught her off guard when Chel decided to declare them her friends though. The ghoul is crazy, she thought to herself, staring at the hunter in disturbed bewilderment. Edel was starting to get very agitated that Chel had decided to announce her abilities to the rest of the hunters, and was starting to doubt if she was serious about remaining friendly.

More hunters were arriving, as were the horsemen. Edel was not pleased by either of their company. A particularly loud-mouthed hunter had began talking the same old smack again. About how they were just things, freaks, and meant to be eliminated. Edel found it extremely draining to form one of her ice daggers, which she would gladly have it sent through his throat should he begin to behave with hostility.

The frost demon found it reassuring to find that Shun and that horsewoman of war shared similar sentiments. Edel kept her eyes on the hunters as the tension in the room escalated. She remembered why she hated them so much now...

Edel threw an annoyed expression at Sammy, though she would concede to the zombie's point about any hostility being an invitation for Caelius to retaliate. The last thing they needed now was for the death division leader to show up - he would certainly overpower the rest of them.

The ghoul let out an unhappy tsk as negotiations led to information being shared. Diplomacy was to be offered to those who were trustworthy, not some mindless sheep that some of these rookie hunters were. Edel shot a glance at Shun, as if to tell him to stop dealing with them. If there was any hunter she'd like to talk to it would be those with some actual power over their own choices.

Golden eyes slid to Shun. "So far, she has," Hanna replied.

Hm, Hanna needed a new approach. If only the elder horseman had not been here... Eye might have made conversation at least. There was a huge part of her that wished she could just pull up a chair, share some coffee, and shoot the s**t about day-to-day for the Halloweeners and horsemen. Sure, she could read reports to glean the same facts, but it felt more important coming directly from the creature. Hanna was not, per se, disgusted by the strange things all around her. She was fascinated. It was like finally getting to meet the boogeyman you were sure was lurking under your bed as a child after all those years.

The Death Hunter knew all these things about Caelius. His reputation always seemed to precede him. Hanna more or less ignored the comments the others were making. He was her leader. She didn't harbor the distaste for him that other Hunters seemed to, but she also had had limited interactions with him. So Hanna shifted her weight casually to her other side, brushing Jack accidentally and said calmly, "Medea ran into the tower against Charon and wants to destroy the world, which helps no one, not one of us -- and now, she is nowhere to mess with, even if any of us wanted to. None of you even know where she is." It was a shot in the dark. Hanna rolled her eyes.

You know nothing, Jon Snow

Shaheen turned towards the yappy hunter who kept trying to flush out their secrets.

She knew nothing.

A smile spread across Shaheen's face when the death horseman said her piece as well.

She knew nothing either.

The grin turned into something vicious. Nobody knew why they were here. Nobody knew the end game.

Except us. We know, don't we?

Perfect.

There seemed to be just the one room left, a fact for which Taima was thankful. However, that room appeared to be already occupied by classmates, Horsemen and Hunters. From the looks of things--the drawn weapons, the obvious hostility--the party was just beginning. Exciting, to be sure, but where was the portal home the reaper from the Agency had been talking about?

Shun caught Edel's gaze and merely shrugged in turn. He had nothing more to say to the hunters anyway. And such was shown as he remained silent while the one hunter went on and tried to deduce things. Then again, he didn't have to say anything as the one Death horsemen gave the answer.

Now this was a curiosity for him. If anything the horsemen should be rallying under Medea's banner, he figured. Giving information to an enemy like this could cause whatever her plans to be to crumble to dust. And yet this one spoke. He recalled her mentioning that Medea had come here against Charon's wishes. That in itself was something to consider.

He wanted to ask. But it would inevitably give the hunters more intel right now as well, when he was certain they had nothing more to give in turn. Not on this situation, at least.

While he was trying to piece things together, he caught that smile upon the war horsemen's face. It was a sort of vicious grin. She knew something. And most likely she wasn't going to say anything. The reaper's good eye narrowed as he stared her down. He definitely did not have a good feeling about Medea's intentions, now.

Edel caught notice of Shun's reaction towards the horsewoman, putting together the other parts of the conversation she had ignored whilst she had focused on the hunters. The frost demon wasn't too familiar with Medea or the other name mentioned, though it did appear that the horsemen were not resolutely united as of this moment. The ghoul decided she would have to confer with the reaper later, having not been up to date with many of the ongoings in the year she had been away.

Edel eyed Jack warily, glancing over at Chel before returning her gaze to him. "Ask her yourself." she deadpanned, clearly displaying her lack of intent to continue the conversation. She'd admit that the pink-haired hunter had been very helpful during the time at Wonderland, though she didn't feel the need to share that with anyone. Particularly not with someone who seemed as though he'd annoy the ghoul with her answer.

Lock was confused as to who these people were, but he also didn't like being called insulting names.

So he just kind of looked to Shun and summoned a few more shadowy blobs, just in case. He (sort of) had your back guys.