Danny my man, have you ever been aggressively threatened by a doll? You have now. Arche gets in the injured man's face, hell of a trick when she doesn't even come up to his chin, and points right at him. "I am speaking in good faith, Elder," Arche snaps, and something inside her unravels. Her death sucked, her arrival was worse, she's recently realized no one is going to be there to protect her sisters from her parents, and then she had to meet this man. "I have grasped that we come from many different places! I am attempting to offer you understanding and respect and you dare call me a liar? Refer to the life-saving work of my home's alchemists as primitive? You must be twenty-nine centuries old if this is how you treat people!"