Olivia Summers
"Far from that, we're in the U.S. Wurgo, Iowa if you want to get specific. Judging from your jargon and Sabastien's dagger, I bet you don't even know what the U.S. is." Olivia sighed, shaking her head in dismay. Conversing with people is so exhausting. Why am I still here listening to such nonsense. Swatting Sabastien's hand away, Olivia scrambled to her feet. "I'm going back to sleep. Good luck wit-" Aaron's sudden performance, initially ignored by Olivia, instantly captivated her attention. She abruptly halted in her tracks, practically tripping over herself. For a moment, Olivia simply stood frozen in place, lost for words. Whenever she mustered up enough courage to speak, her words fumbled over one another, completely unintelligible. After a few silent blinks of disbelief, Olivia turned towards Sabastien. "It's not special effects, right? We aren't on some hidden-camera show, right? Those are real...wings?" She stumbled towards Aaron, dazed by the surreality of it all. "W-woah..." Her voice trailed off as she marveled at his transformation. "Wings! They're wings!" Excitement surpressing her fear, Olivia faced him. "Look at his eyes! A-and his teeth!" She frantically pointed in innocent amazement at his strange features. However, realizing her loss in the argument, Olivia sternly looked back at Sabastien. "This still doesn't explain why you have to serve us." Mystical butlers?! This is just like in that one anime! Ah, I just got inspiration for another painting! Despite her wild fantasies and thoughts running rampant through her mind, Olivia managed to remain composed...somewhat.