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'Ah. Well..' She looked rather startled by the loud voice coming from the kitchen. Though she accepted the tugging of her arm as Tarou pulled her away from where the voice were emanating. She watched, transfixed for a moment, before being obedient and agreeable, and finally giving into his insistent dragging of her body up the stairs. She seemed slightly puzzled by their conversation, though she had heard her name once in it.

'Do they always do that?' She asked in a quiet voice, as she observed and repeated what Nori-san and Kichirou had said in her head. She knew it was something rather important, and that Nori was going to stay calm no matter what. But she still didn't understand quite as well as she wanted to.

'Answering your last statement..' She struggled for conversation, 'They're capable of great things, are they?' She spoke gently, nearly mumbling all the words. But surprisingly the clarity of her voice cut through the air with startling precision. She smiled, and felt very out of place, she just wanted to curl up against a tree in the forest and sketch to her heart's content. She couldn't help but wonder still what the fight was about.

Shaking back dark pink locks, she pressed Tarou no further with questions, but trotted along side him, as he guided her to the room she was meant to reside in. This house was pretty, yet cozy in it's own way. She rather liked it. Pushing back her mane of pink hair, she pursed her lips, before sighing softly and looking down at the smooth, polished floors.