"Eh... well... it's... not all that simple. See, it's more like they're the ones hunting us" Miranda lifts the sweet to her lips, chewing on it absentmindedly and suddenly feeling nostalgic. She had been away from home for eight months now. Eight months without fighting, with war, without blood. The Exorcist idly wondered if when she returned, time would be restored and she would pick up where she left off. Miranda swallowed. "An Exorcist's job is to fight the akuma, but not look for them. Most of the time, we're off trying to find the Innocence, and the akuma just happen to be in the area searching too"