Keiko sighed softly as another person came over spouting off at the mouth. She could tell by her comments that she must be a child, or just very immature... In which case, Keiko didn't want to waste her time responding to such people, especially since she had taken out the most shinobi with the least amount of effort involved. It was better this way though, no one needed to know what she was capable of. Keiko was striving every day towards becoming stronger, improving and learning new jutsu, but that too had to be kept a secret. If Iyana wanted to recognize her only as a simple florist that suited her just fine.
"Let's stay in a group, get to know each other?" Keiko smiled at Remi, but it faded when she noticed that their eyes didn't meet. Hm... Well, maybe there was something different about Remi, but she couldn't put a finger on it. She had never met anyone at their age that spoke in that way, but Keiko didn't mind. It was amusing to her.