Uki decides that discretion is the better part of valor, and follows her father into the elevator rather than remain to look at her sister. This room was certainly strange, it had those glowing numbers...what exactly were they going to do in here, she wondered. She shifted to make room for everything, tucking herself behind her father much like her sister had decided to hide behind their mother. Uki glanced at the little girl pensively for a moment before going back to waiting for...whatever this room was supposed to do.

Uki certainly hoped that her mother was right about the education. There were many things that Uki wanted to make sure that she was perfect at, just like her Dad! Writing, math, speaking...she pondered briefly the telekinetic calligraphy skill that she had read about in her books. She could not master that until her own hand calligraphy was perfect!