Moths to the Flame [open]

The necessity for plates of food began to die down, and thus she had lost direction for what to do next. Still carrying well over 40 plates of food on each of her hair "branches", she split her hair once more to have her hoist another large slab of rock down next to her cooking stone, and began to set the plates down on that. When her hair returned she then looked around with a soft smile seeing the few families indulging into her meals. Although a lot of them were happy and continued to eat, most saw the plates and were still hesitant about the demon's intentions and blatantly threw full plates of food away into the fires, or even more disrespectfully on the ground no less than 5 feet away from her.

Her soft smile began to turn neutral, as she started to think that maybe it was because even though with the help given, the event in it of itself was still filled with turmoil, and there was still much to be done. She looked over to the genin, and saw her constructing homes, with each of the families that entered giving her warm embraces and smiles with each piece of utility she provided. She then looked over to Steiner, and without any medical prowess from what she had knew, managed to keep calm and assist in the healing of a woman caught within the destruction of the rubble. And then, she looked back to her stones, the plates still there, the dishes loosing steam, and the litter created from people simply throwing her plates on the ground when they were done surrounded the base of her stone. The one task she assumed she would have won the hearts of others with, was now slowly just turning into an even larger mess than what was already here to begin with. From there, her neutral face turned into a soft frown as she started to look away from those who were throwing her plates away and began to slowly walk away with her head down.

"Hmm... so they did not kill you physically. While that is a shame, it seems that have killed you mentally, which I suppose is a win within its own right." Tha'alyuua spoke to her, almost scoffing at how feeble Saiya looked in this situation. "Oh, but don't give up now, vessel. I'm sure whatever it is you want to do here, is far more important than me turning you in as a token of gratitude.", she continued to speak in a mocking tone to her, clouding Saiya within her own mind. With Saiya being lost mentally at this point, she felt like Tha'alyuua slightly had a point. There was no reasoning for her to be here, but she just felt like she had to make sure everything was well. And with this, Tha'alyuua continued to feed on Saiya's negativity, projecting more negative thoughts into her mind.

"Yeah... I'm not doing too well here... I just...I just want to be useful. And I need your help..."Saiya began to agree with it, as she slowly walked away from the stones, and back towards the alleyway where she had descended from. Her answers were spoken out loud, which personified this feeling towards others around her that she was ready to destroy the land even more. With her saying "I need you help..." causing people to go on edge, assuming she was talking through some magical connection device of some sort to an overlord for another wave.

"Darling. I am on the side with the creatures who caused this in the first place. You are trying to undo the work of my brethren. Of course I will be adverse to the notion of you "wanting to help". You may be helping them, but you are not helping me. And if I'm part of you now, you will do what I want you to do. And what I want you to do, is leave, vessel."

"I can't leave now... they are relying on me to help clean up and show that we care. I just need you to show that we can care. " Again as she spoke, "I can't leave now..." most people tuned out anything else she said after that, and began to go on the offensive. Many people began to swear at her and insult her, turning the internal argument with the demon within her, to be external as well. Saiya's face began to swell with tears trying to fight it off, because she knew that these people would need aid in someway, but the barrier of being a demon was a much larger toll to be paid for, and wouldn't equate to just making food and saying "I'm a good person. Trust me."

"I can tell from in here, they do not need you here. The ninja and the boy have done well enough, the ninja hasn't even talked to you. And the woman that gave you the job of making the food for the people here, has left as well. That should show you how little they care for your presence. If you want to leave, I will not argue against it. But if you continue to stay, I assure you after all of this, there will be punishment for your actions, vessel." Tha'alyuua spoke, forcing more thoughts of negativity into Saiya's mind.And although that may not be true, to Saiya, she was naive enough and broken down enough to make that a fact in her mind.

As Tha'alyuua left from the forefront of her mind, it allowed Saiya to analyze what was going on. The people were still in mourning, which wore her energy down significantly. Not to mention the physical exhaustion that she already had from utilizing her flame persona in such a way, and her inherent magics within her locks of hair. She knew she had to keep going though, and the one that seemed to push her forward with directions to do, was currently exhausted on the ground farther off from them. As as a last ditch effort, she pushed through the negativity and started to look to Steiner for encouragement.

She started to jog towards Steiner, noticing him panting and mildly in pain from the strain on his body from healing the lady in the distance. She wanted to see if she could replicate that in some way, and thus she used her hair again, and caused it to extend forward, wrapping around Steiner's waist. She then began to ignite her hair, but rather than it being lavender, it was an eerie mint green in hue. And as the flames spread along the hair it began to transfer her own energy into him, hopefully revitalizing him enough to move into action. If not, the technique would simply warm him and provide some sort of comfort. "Umm... no one is taking the food...And I want to help... but well... I want to be that light...I...Is there anything else that I could do?", she spoke softly as a soft smile started to appear, though her eyes were very sullen as though she was tired and sad in a singular mixture, making the smile feel forced rather than true.