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"I used to be royal guard...and it's true. Just like those half-humans. Anything that they didn't have a hand they automatically want to "cleanse" it. I remember having a order that wanted me to find a family that had a halfie in it and kill them all. Although I "never" found them." He said with a shrug, he did find them. But he wasn't a monster.

"Actually, I hope his creations can prove themselves. If they can find some where in humanity then go for it, if their public enough then people might want to keep them around. They have to be giving a positive effect. Think hero; entertainers, maybe even explores." He said, his own plan of using one to get his place back in the royal guard he'd keep to himself.

"To be frank, yes I do condone what the government seeks to destroy. They are no more important than I am or yourself despite the fancy title they carry. We are all human beings and deserve a chance of living in peace no matter how we came into this existence."

Svetlanna knew there was high chance of her words damaging her standings with the public but if they were her true fans and actually loved the music she gave them then her views on this subject really wouldn't bother them.

Rosalie smiled at both of their willingness to go against such powerful people. She nodded. She agreed with almost everything they were saying. Instead of destroying the creatures, why didn't they use them as a way to look towards the future and all the possible things that could evolve from them.

She was definitely surprised by this, for Svetlanna was so open about her distaste for the government. To be honest, Rosalie didn't enjoy a whole lot of their policies either, but she needed to at least follow the rules set before her to keep her job at the newspaper. She needed that job to live. She probably wouldn't be hired anywhere else, so she had to at least say she agreed to their terms before making a fool of herself and being thrown out of the building.

Rosalie kept quiet for the next few moments, jotting down some of the key points the two made, making them anonymous for their own safety. Giving the name of an ex-guard would be quite terrible as would be giving away just the name, 'Svetlanna'. She made sure to use false names as to not allow these two to be brought to justice, for she knew that if either of them were as open with a royal guard as they were just now, they'd be thrown into the prison chambers under the royal palace. She wasn't about to allow her idol go down in flames.

She looked back up at the two of them after finishing what she had wrote and sticking the pen and notepad into her bag. She figured that would be a good start to her story. She looked out the window where she could see nothing but cement and brick. The tunnel was small and compact, allowing the tram to travel at accelerated speeds. She watched the design in the brick pass by, restarting again and again ever once in a while. The wait was upon her. Nuan was sure to be closer and closer with each passing second.

Jonas had also drifted off into his own thoughts. He knew the rumors had to be true. The came much to suddenly and with way to much constant agreement. he knew what that meant, from his time as a guard. It was either true or just some very well designed joke. He had to admit though he was disappointed at the government.

He knew it wasn't something that he could deal with right now but maybe later. As of currently he had to follow the usual flow of any operation. Intel, planning, execution. He was still stuck in the intel stage, once he was sure his intel was solid with the needed information. Scientist location, identity, and possible hazards then he would create a plan to get close to him and get what he wanted. Then he would execute it, make alterations as he go. Get the child and make his escape. The train wouldn't be safe, he have to huff it with the child.

The sound of the sigh from Svetlanna brought him back to the world. Then the sudden stop of the train. "Yes it is..." he said standing up and holding the door open to the women offering them his hand. Jonas knew he was distracted but that didn't matter to much to him right now. Here he was in Nuan for a concert. He'd have time to do some quick recon to the local bars.

Svetlanna whispered a thanks of gratitude when Jonas held the door open before venturing of the tram. Once on the platform, she looked around for a moment or two to get her bearings before looking to the clock that sat on the far left wall. She still had plenty of time. Good. If there was one things that she never was, it was late. Punctuality was very important to her so when Rosalie mention that she needed to be on her way she completely understood.

"It isn't a problem in the slightest. I hope you can make it to the concert tonight but if you can not then so be it. I'll simply have to give you your own personal show when time allows it."

With a curt nod, she looked to Jonas and began walking in the direction she was given by the written instructions her manager has left for her.

"Indeed it is. Most of my performances have either been in Aerr or Korr."

Svetlanna continued her stride, the click of her heels against the ground creating a steady rythm. Emerald eyes looked from left to right as she looked for anything particular landmark that would clue her in on where the opera house would be. When she found nothing, she looked to Jonas.

"Would you happen to know where the opera house might be?"