"Huh... that explains it!" declared Rita, cheerfully, before happily slapping Mushuro on the back. The idea of punching him more had flown completely out the window, and it seemed like everyone had been pretty distracted. And that really had explained the whole thing! Why else would he have gotten up so quick from being punched into the sky? There really was no other explanation. With a smile, she turned to face the pretty lady once more... and her smile momentarily faded.

"Whoa, whoa, you're... talkin' to me like I'm some kinda little girl or something!" replied the... tiny girl, her frown deepening as she folded her arms. "Just 'cause I'm not busty 'n tall 'n stuff doesn't mean I'm not an adult!"

That was all a bit of an understatement. After all, Rita was physically speaking no older then ten. It's just that in every other respect she was around twenty years old. "I'm twenty! I've even got some papers 'n stuff to prove it! So don't go thinking I'm too young or anything, I'm plenty old to handle you~"