Of course, the proud faerie man that stood between the two always gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. That was his weakness, putting trust in others so easily. Navi just didn't understand. She watched the newcomer narrow her eyes, and her posture exuded that she was uncomfortable with the situation. As Andras exchanges him and Navi's name to the stranger, the girl who stood in front of them relaxes her guard a bit and makes aware that her name was Hazel. She was brief and to the point. "Why couldn't Andras take that same precautionary measure?" Navi thought, impressed by the cautious manner of Hazel. Although Navi couldn't help but remark on the clothing the woman wore. Had she no decency or shrewdness? The immature woman trying to step closer to Navi, was interrupted by Andras who cast Navi even further behind him. Navi shot him a look of "Let this woman try." Even though Navi was half their size and appeared to be very thin and frail, she was not weak. Living self-sufficiently in isolation for centuries on end she had fought many times.

As Hazel hissed her statement that it was not Navi's choice what she chose to wear, Navi nodded. "You're right, it's not my place to tell you what to wear. You're a grown woman so I would expect you dress yourself. Yet have you seem to have no idea what lingers at night. You are lucky we were the ones who ran into you." She stated sharply. Navi had spent many nights in this park and she experienced or saw things that the woman could never even have imagined. Truly, it was a sincere warning to the new fae. The woman's anger had finally seethed out though. Now Navi would get to see the true nature of the woman as she got closer to Andras. Hazel pointed her finger at Andras as she spat out more guarded questions. There was a fit of laughter that burst out of Navi's cynical smile as the woman got extremely defensive again. "Well, if you stood by your beliefs and choice of clothing, I don't think you'd be making such a dramatic statement back to us," Navi brought her petite hand up to her mouth and continued to softly chuckle, amused by the woman. Navi felt a familiar hand ruffle her hair as Andras apologized for her being rough around the edges. What is with him touching my hair?" she thought baffled that he kept doing it. Was it his way of teasing her? Yet she brushed such an idea to the back of her mind and focused on the conversation at hand. "Did I really get under your skin that much? My apologies," she said with a tone that was lukewarm at best. She knew Andras had handled himself with how close the woman had gotten to him but her hand that rested upon the back of his coat tail clenched as Hazel had the audacity to touch him. How she could rip her apart. Yet, she knew that she would definitely get scolded if she pursued such a thought.

For now, Navi knew that she would have to let Andras take the lead in the situation. He had a way of diffusing any kind of argument. Especially when Navi found herself butting heads with pretty much everyone. "I'm teaching him to be a better diplomat." she smirked at the humorous idea. However, Navi had stood there studying the way Andras and Hazel interacted from here on out. Although, she would undoubtedly interject if she felt the woman had gone too far.