[♪] Though meant in jest, Nanami still gave a blush, if just at the gentle thought of being treated like a princess by this dashing mercenary. Still, she chuckled softly at the small act and continued to listen with an obvious focus. After Yui's story was over, Nanami bit her lip for a moment in thought.
"We have that in common to say the least, a measure of pains..." she spoke carefully as if choosing her words selectively.
"At least you are right to a very large degree - that this company is honorable. Though I can't imagine what it must feel like to feel trapped in a situation like that." She shook her head adamently.
"I doubt I'd be suited for many people - I have a particular method to my thinking and a particular taste for the world. I'm rather interested in the old stories, after all." Nanami stretched out her legs toward Yui, showing her level of comfort while she changed subjects, her eyes flicking as if watching the woman's body language closely.
"Mayhaps you're right about my talents though - truer than you may have suspected. I found my 'flow' as it were within ruins in the desert. By some miracle.. I survived, by myself.. and came back with my songs."Pausing, there was a sense of a heaviness in the air around them before she bit her lip again and slowly releashed her small knife from her belt. Though she wasn't dressed in her more traditional battle gear and it was not the blade she used in battle, it was still well-kept. Gently, exchanging looks with Yui, she ran her fingers across the surface of the blade. As if by ancient magic, the small dagger seemed to come to life, whistling an angelic tune. The blade almost sounded...
happy... and Nanami broke out in a gentle smile as the song echoed from the metal confines of the blade. Before long, her finger reached the end of the knife and the song faded away. Curiously, Nanami watched Yui's reaction to the close up magic.