Cleanse Your Hands, You Sinners

Kaija looked about as happy as a clam as she sat and waited for the meeting to begin. She was interested in what Gilgamesh had to share with the rest of them, especially when it pertained to her specifically. A promotion, eh? She flashed him a toothy grin as she sat back and rocked on her haunches, considering what that might entail for her. Climbing a fighting rank sounded like a fine idea to her. It wasn't like she'd really come here seeking anything in particular, and she certainly hadn't set out hoping to climb the ranks anywhere, but she had done her best during the last raid and she was glad it'd gotten noticed.

She gave a curt nod of acknowledgment, listening to the rest as he drawled on. Sounded like some of them had pissed off Gilgamesh a bit, and she was glad she wasn't one of 'em. She'd show up to the next one too and fight with just as much concentration as he had last time. Kaija didn't really tend to resort to excessive violence unless she had to, so she wasn't really worry about pissing him off in that department.

Sounded like some changes were in order, too. Modesty would be leading them. Didn't mean much to her, she hadn't really spoken to the woman before. She was pretty as hell though - maybe she should change that? Kaija looked over her appreciatively as she spoke, continuing on about a bunch of shit she didn't really care about much, but she was fine sitting and being patient through it all. Someone was pissed off, some words were said, she didn't really get the drama of it all- so she sat there pleased as all hell through it all and listened.