She hated when he tried to defend himself, or more defend his exorcist friends against her, but making him feel at least some guilt took the edge from her initial anger. The Akuma reference had just been used to show their similarities - she really didn't care what happened to the once-human monstrocities - but it had still forced Allen Walker into feeling responsible. Somehow. No matter how he denied it, Allen Walker felt guilty over enemy casualties.

Such a kind fool.

After a moment she slackened her arm and placed her hand back to the table. Her glare persisted though, angry and just a little sad. Skin's death was stuck on her mind now and defending him and her Family overrode any desire to play.

"What should you care if I'm hurt? Your friends are trying to kill my family," she hissed sharply. Then, after a pause, "... I don't even know if... they're still alive, Allen. They're not here! Your friends could have killed them already!"

Usually Rhode wouldn't have been worried over her surrogate siblings as they should have been able to handle themselves, but Skin's defeat had been unexpected. If the Noah of Wrath could be taken down by one weak exorcist, then the others could have been defeated as well. They really could all be dead now, and she wouldn't have even known.

The four days she'd been without them had her panicking. It had been so long that someone should have come for her by now. But no one had. Not even one Akuma. What if no one came at all? Did she have to stay like this, separated and alone?