Amane looked over the cheerful maid as best she could to give Kasumi an answer. That however, hadn't escaped her but never even got close to her. The only answer she could give the Sekirei was, "As we seem to either not have or repress our emotions, she's probably the opposite. That being said, what makes her cheerful is beyond me." She whispered to Kasumi. "I wish I could give a better answer in all honesty."
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"So many special people we've met today." Mao said to herself. First it was the two they met at the door to Amami's house, next were the other Ashikabi and Sekirei (an American and a sword wielder as well as an angry shrine maiden and an emotionally detached . . . Something), and finally was this overly hyper maid. It was probably better than the Shrine Maiden with her angry face, but still. . . She could only think about her own dress and the fact the Amami carried a sword around. They actually weren't too different. Ignoring the emotionally disturbed pair, and the fact that her Ashikabi and the Swordswoman were distracted by the maid, Mao went over to the male Ashikabi and could only notice to well where his eyes veered. "Prospecting the gold mine, boy-o?" She asked with a hint of laughter on her voice. Her mouth curled up into one mischievous smile as she said it too.