"Hairpin, Kyang-dono?" Torako cocked her head to one side, appearing as if she had no idea why she'd been asked. In fairness, she didn't, for a few moments at least. After all, she did her best not to actually lie. The swordswoman in the ornate kimono mulled it over, and soon enough came to the realization as to what the other girl meant. She gave a firm, cheerful nod, and reached into the folds of her kimono. After what seemed like a remarkably long time(where was she even keeping a hairpin, and why was she keeping it down the front of her clothing?), the pale-haired girl withdrew a hairpin and offered it to Kyang.

"Here you go!" she declared.