Nel frowned, sizing Aerith up. Their information was that the Order's only healer was a girl called Crystal who was still a relative novice, but there also hadn't been any information about a fire elemental wielding chakrams.

It would have to be brought up. What worried her more was that these two, backed up by a good healer, could still deal some considerable damage if they didn't keep their guard, and the berserker seemed to know this.

"Don't let him rile you," she said, levelly. It was a reminder, more than instruction.

"If you sheathe your weapons, you may still walk away," she said, eyeing Axel. Grimmjow and Saix... were another matter.