She follows, moving into the secluded little copse of trees and taking a seat on a rock, facing towards the battle. Looking up at him, she cants her head to the right, shaking her head.

"I...have no idea. It's some sort of shadow, and...it seems they come when I'm angry. Like...when we were talking. I've seen things like it before...but..." She trails off, expression pensive. "It's odd. A kind of cold power, nothing like my Anima."

Pausing, she eyes him. "You did something, yourself. I saw it."