If wasn't that Aaliyah didn't like JC. Really, she had no strong opinions one way or the other about Meena's new paramour. Sure, it was fun to tease. He could be loud and abrasive in council meetings, but he was deeply caring, at least when the wolves were involved. That made him tolerable, at the very least. Since Meena had gone missing might have been the most they interacted one on one ever, though. Aaliyah rarely spoke up in Council meetings, preferring to pretend that she was asleep than needlessly contribute to the petty squabbles of the rest of town. But, now, here they were, trekking through the woods searching desperately for any sign of the missing mayor. "Maybe they should have kept Lorelai alive for a little longer," she mused, just managing to keep the frustration and bitterness out of her voice. "If only until I could have forced any information she had out of her." Surely the big bad Catalyst knew something. And, well. Aaliyah had more pressing matters to deal with, but, truly, she would have loved to wrap her hand around that woman's heart, just so she knew how it felt. "This feels fucking useless."