Shadiya found herself staring at her companion for an extended period of time. His words and his actions, didn't match any scenario that played out in her head. After all, there was no farce, there was nothing going on here, and whatever Shaka was claiming he planned to end, she couldn't well allow. "I don't think I know what you mean..." she said. As she looked at his raised right arm, she noticed the lack of his original household vessel and instead some type of odd clawed gauntlet. "What exactly is that on your arm, and what are you planning to do here?" Honestly she didn't believe this man would hurt her, but in recent times she'd become worried about the actions people would take and justify to themselves. Her own family was proof of that sort of thing. All while she spoke she stayed in front of Aiolia, he'd only just been met, and it was completely unfathomable to her to want to involve him in whatever it was Shaka had planned though she could think of nothing good he could want, what with him leading six strangers in and his lack of Household Vessel on his arm.