Azel slumped soundlessly against a column, clutching her head in tightly woven fingers. She just missed him. Teito Klein. She slowly lowered herself to the ground, thoughts swarming her head. The soft voice in the back of her mind whispered of its ability to help. Landkarte. It had called itself. But that was impossible. Landkarte was one of the 7 ghosts. Impossible. Her thoughts drew away from its voice and back to Teito. She felt a deep desire in the cores of her chest, one of traveling and seeking. One of talking someone to the ends of the world. Seele, the land of Seele. She forced herself to rise a bit. Loosening the clothing from the rough grip of the column, to hide her form. No one could know she was a girl. Otherwise she couldn't get trained as a bishop. She scowled at that swarming thought and her head ducked a bit more. She'd get a bishop to train her, and all the while, she'd make them head to Teito. Please be well. Do not die without me. What she was not aware of however was of Castor and Labrador returning from seeing Frau and Teito off. Labrador rounded the corner and jerked to a stop. Stopping Castor with a raised hand and backed up. Confusion littering his emotions. The flowers whispered of needed assistance. The girl. They whispered, She needs your help. "Castor-san… is there a lady around here?" he asked quietly while peeking around the corner at the distressed student. They were wearing examinee clothes. And a pang of familiarity told him she had passed a few minutes before Hakuren. "No. Why? Do the flowers say anything?" Castor said in a low voice, knowing Labrador's connections with the flowers. "A girl. Here. She needs our help." Labrador said softly, his lilac eyes watched the newly fledged bishop carefully. Then he caught sight of it, when the student shifted, their hips were wider then their waist," Wait… Castor-san… What are the chances of a girl taking the Exam?" "Second to none, why? Oh." He peered around the corner just as the bishop-ling rose and rubbed their hand against their cheek. Were they crying? Labrador thought vaguely and started forward, Castor tried to grab his robe but he had already headed out of reach, "Labrador!" he hissed but Labrador didn't respond, walking up to the student until he was stationed in front of them. In a way that was impossible to escape. The student's head snapped up after a moment. Hazel eyes meeting violet. "What's your name?" he asked them in his quiet voice, a small reassuring smile playing on his lips. They seemed even more started by this and broke contact for a split second to search for a way out, "Oh… Did I scare you? I'm sorry." He said kindly, his voice gentle, like how he talked to the flowers. The bishop-ling relaxed a bit, "No its fine… Labrador-san." They knew his name but said it with a slight hesitation. His eyes narrowed just ever so slightly, "I'm Azel." A unisex name. They could be male or female. No hint. Azel was treading carefully now, Labrador was a friend of Teito. And very protective. He and Castor-san would erase her memories before she'd get to tell them her mission. She refrained from flinching, watching the white haired male furrow his brow in thought, she had a marvelous idea. But just as she opened her mouth to speak, Castor appeared behind Labrador. His glasses caught the glare of the fading light, making him seem unreachable and cold. She shut her mouth tight. "Azel Reuen, correct?" his asked, his hands were clasped together in front of him, but twitching. She backed up a step, pressing her back tightly against the column. Castor tried to advance but Labrador held out a arm to stop him, "Azel. You don't have to tell us if you don't want to." Azel was a statue. Her eyes turning blank and distant. Frozen. "Did you find out?" she asked quietly, her voice gaining a pitch higher in fear. Thoughts of torture and stripping of her Bascule, haunted her in that moment. "Did you?!" she demanded and her loudness was greeted by 4 razor thin wires lodging into the post on either side of her head. "Know about what?" Labrador asked, his voice was kinder then Castor's sudden aggressive nature. She debated in her mind. Telling and risking everything? Or keeping a secret and never finding Teito. She decided. "That…" she paused, trying the words in her head then repeating them out loud, "I'm a girl." The words sounded firm out loud while her knees trembled with the wish to flee. Labrador blew out a long breath and Castor went deadly silent. They stared at her for many moments before speaking. Labrador spoke first. Breaking the tense silence. "The flowers told me." He said quietly. His lilac eyes told of that being the truth. Her heart was compelled to believe him, but she kept that hidden. "And they said you need help." Her head jerked up quickly, her neck cracking a bit in the process. She needed a bishop to train her. Then a loud voice rang in her mind, 'Fest! Profe!' it sang out and she forced the probing being back, Stop that! She shouted in her head. But Labrador seemed to notice. His eyes curious and staring. She decision to tell the truth ruled above all, "I need a bishop to train me and travel with me." She said with only a hint of pleading. Labrador nodded and Castor tilted his head, "Castor and I, will both train you." Labrador offered and Castor made a face, "Don't go offering my help!" he said at Labrador he shrugged with hands raised in surrender, the smile on his face brightening. Landkarte pushed happy emotions at Azel, and they forced a small smile out of her. "Please, Castor-san. I'm asking you two to train me." She bowed formally," Please." She didn't know about another, who stood just around a corner. Listening to their exchange. Their scowl was filled with malice. They couldn't get close to Landkarte's vessel now, even while they were so vulnerable.