Alright. Bored now. Tossing the sharpened stick over her shoulder, she found the case hanging from her belt and placed the weapon inside somewhat carelessly. She was likely to stab herself by accident one day. "No," she said bitterly, as if it was to be taken as an insult. "I use them if I have to, but that's it. Anyone who can't solve something with their fists is a wuss." Unless it was Aard. She'd stab that guy before anyone could blink twice.
"Hope not," Noyama said honestly, sounding dissapointed. "Kilah and Kaiyumi not get along." That was an understatement. Kilah had actually thrown things at her. Kaiyumi, unfortunately, wasn't smart enough to take a hint and continued prodding the Sin'aeis. It was as much a relief as a dissapointment when she suddenly left.
"Pictures? No." Those came out of those camera things, didn't they? Those were scarey--especially the bright lights that came from them! "Kotoki...take care of himself," she said hesitantly. He just made her uneasy, she couldn't place why. "Sango very good. Keep Twila and Kilah from kill each other, yes. Lucky teach Kilah many things--read and speak and...other things." Things she'd prefer she didn't learn, but oh well.
