The frown on his lips grew more apparent as his eyes finally caught sight of the pink haired NPC. He didn't appear to be in the condition that Nata expected him to be. The room already seemed to have taken on a gloomy air about it, the only light really only being from the window. The Reaper wasn’t smirking, acting smug or even indifferent, what was wrong? He had killed Jade...the programming was still in effect and Lost Soul apparently had no self control...so why was he in the sort of state he appeared to be.
“Reaper.” Nata answered,his voice void of any real emotion and more mechanical then anything else, similar to when he first greeted Kaito. Nata made his way further into the room, taking his time. "My name is Nata. I will not respond to anything else." His eyes glanced over briefly to the goggles on the death, then the scythe and finally back on Lost Soul. He stopped just a few fit from his other half. Red eyes locked on the cloudy blue ones, staring blankly at the other and almost seeming taking on their own empty look. Standing there silently, Nata just stared before finally letting out the breath he had been holding. His eyes flashed as he raised his hand, curled it into another small tight fist and slamming it into Soul’s cheek. Nata wasn’t at all close to Soul’s level, even weak monsters were stronger then him, but...it just happened on it’s own.
“You promised….you promised me you wouldn--- Why did you break it?”