A sinking pit to her stomach. That's how it felt like, and her joyful nature suddenly changed for the worse. Sasha's eyes lowered and unconsciously, her tailfire flickered brighter for a brief second as she clinched her right fist. Giovanni wasn't a name she had expected to hear from this man. Raikov...of course! It came flooding back to her. Wasn't this the name she had heard in a conversation a while ago? Something about this man hanging around the Rocket Leader?

Not good. She scooting a little farther away, and gave him a glare. Either he was stupid, misinformed or fallen under Gioanni's false promises.

"And probably held against their will," she growled, "whipped or cruelly kept content with promises of being something more. That man murdered, stole many of our kind and yet walks freely in these walls like nothing is wrong. It's disgusting."