Natalia had little reason to feel much in the way of compassion or understanding for Kalki's plan and motivations. She'd only been a part of this world for a few months. As such, she said nothing to try and persuade her, for there was little she could suggest that the others hadn't.

But she did feel a growing sense of unease and danger. Kalki's convictions made her dangerous, her intentions even moreso. Tear was badly hurt, and the white magic they were using didn't seem to be enough to heal the damage that had been done.

She gave a sharp nod at Santa, agreeing with his sentiments no matter how crudely put they might be. "I'll keep you both protected," she promised as she rose to her feet, casting Camouflage over the little group. If this did erupt into a fight...and she had a strong feeling that Kalki was not about to back down for a heartbeat given that look in her eyes...then the injured would fare a lot better if they couldn't be detected. She drew an arrow from her quiver and held it to her bow, but didn't yet raise the weapon. It was just a precaution...for now.