Mao followed Amami's looks around with her arms crossed. She didn't recognize the Sekirei. Not one. In reality it wasn't odd, there were a good hundred or so after all. If there was anything she was sad about, it was that there wasn't another person to trade jabs with. Sure the two Sekirei there were still fighters, but, she was hoping she could have a good old practice brawl. She would be inclined to do it anyway but the atmosphere told her otherwise. When Amami introduced them both, Mao simply smiled and nodded in the direction of the others.

Amane had mostly kept her attentions on keeping the distance from the males in the group. (Counting the assistants that had shown up to her and the others) When she had finally settled somewhere close to Kasumi, who had began scouting out the "competition", Amami introduced herself and her Sekirei, Mao. She eyed the woman, up and down. Other than the sword she seemed to be relatively peaceful. It was definitely more calming than the animalistic face on the male partner of the other sword-wielder. "Greetings." She said in a low-tone, "I'm Amane." She made sure not to make eye-contact with anyone besides Kasumi and might seem angry for that reason.

Mao, meanwhile attempted to. All Amane did was jerk her head to the side quickly leaving Mao slightly flabbergasted. "So much for being friendly." She whispered to Amami followed by a quick sigh.