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The light girl watched the creatures descend on the miseria already attracted by her skyward blast with a guarded posture. She relaxed slightly at the appearance of Evil Eye, only to tense once again at the addition of a less familiar dark girl. Her words did little to reassure Hizuki, at least in this moment; the idea that there was someone needed to "keep things civil" was, itself, concerning. The newcomer's expression didn't give away many clues about her intentions, but she could take solace in that neither of these two had assumed that was some kind of challenge to the dark girls of the city. Of course, she knew of at least three more operating in the area, which meant it was far from time to relax.

[color=yellow]"Hizuki the Daybreak,"[/color] she finally replied to Kiyo's question. [color=yellow]"And I'm not working to get good evaluations. It's work that needs done, no matter what, and I take pride in being able to accomplish it. Although the help is appreciated."[/color] She watched the swarm around her do its work, figuring that there was no need to attack on her own yet if it was handled for the moment. [i][color=yellow]Is that how dark girls get stronger? Absorbing miseria? But then, not all of them would have a power that let them summon weird mosquito monsters.[/color][/i] The rather unpleasant mental image of the becloaked girl nearby chowing down on a miseria like it was a delicacy flashed through her head. [i][color=yellow]Maybe it's a little different for every dark girl.[/color][/i] Learning much about their shadowy mirrors was hard for a hero of the City of Light; all she'd really been able to learn is that they needed to do [i]something[/i] with miseria, and that Schrade would definitely kill her or worse if she went to Hibusa Town. 

Pushing that particular series of memories aside for the moment, she turned to address the unfamiliar girl. [color=yellow]"I'm only planning on fighting miseria tonight. There's no need to worry about anything from my end."[/color] She tried to project confidence, and the visor did a good job of masking her expressions, but the tension at the corners of her mouth and in her posture betrayed her anxiety. Her goals here all depended on hostilities not opening up between her and the Detention Club, and she was acutely aware of the fact that, despite her natural talents, she couldn't possibly hope to win against the full force of a team of dark magical girls with the Demon of Hibusa at its head, not even with [i]that[/i] armor.