"Well...He told me, but he didn't tell me that I wasn't exempt from it." Amada says as a vein begins to pop on her forehead.

Geez, if I get traded to the Primera like a side of beef, things will just go bad for me. I'm not even guaranteed a position as a fraccion, but that's the least of my problems!

Edward's comments though seem to deflate some of Amada's bluster though and she stares at him with utter bafflement.

Er...he is an Espada, right? This isn't some guy posing as Edward is it? Cause that'd explain soooo much right now.

"Why do you care what happens to me? I'm not even your fraccion or subject!" She questions aloud.