The Black Army's headquarters has an air of tension, and everyone can tell that you're not in a good mood. They can hear your small mutters and see the frown on your lips.

Ray, the King of Spades, takes a seat beside you on the couch where you're sitting quietly. His green eyes study you for a moment, trying to gauge your mood. "What's got you so mad, hm?" he asks stoically, assuming that you're still upset about the way he spoke to you earlier. He could tell that you were pretty upset.