Aradia's temper flares the exact second the other ghost mentions his death, and the accompanied spectral feedback drops the ambient temperature that much closer to freezing as a result. She'd had her suspicions about it based on what she'd found out, but confirming things was a whole different matter - and it hits too close to home for her to ignore.

It takes her a heartbeat to scoot closer to the poor nameless ghost. Another to grit her teeth, square her shoulders, and look Azula dead in the eye with all the stubborn defiance she can muster. Balem's getting ignored for now, how sad. "I'm not going anywhere."

Aradia no.

"If he was bothering her, then she had it coming - and neither of you have any right to hurt him, deal or no deal." This is the worst decision she's made in weeks, Aradia no. The realization of that fact comes too late to help and speeds up her tone with the first hints of panic, but she's in too deep now. "He didn't deserve to die!"