"I have no doubt that it will," Alice said, and was pleased to see that she was correct. With all these others gathering, the last thing it would be would be a waste of time. She regarded them all: the silver haired men, one of which had the definite look of a man of battle. Death, of course, looking as impassioned as ever. A nun of all things, though certainly no nun SHE had ever encountered.
Others that Alice had not had the pleasure of knowing, but was still all too happy to meet. Still, there were reasons to be reserved, and certainly she wanted to hear the thoughts of these others before she said anything. It was good to be an observer in this situation.

But, there were certain times to speak up.

"One has a basis of lightening attacks, along with a ferocity of speed. Also, they are capable of summoning minions at will, as I had seen on a rather random occasion. There is one that seems to be particularly cruel when it comes to choosing her targets. She seems to like the ones that are unable to defend themselves in a particular situation. A shame. I would have given her much sport."