"Your right," responded Azumi with a kind smile,"and of course it's the same with you two, right?" she added the question to just make one-hundred percent sure. It was at this time that the woman's attention was on this new conversation and that she figured that Maya would be perfectly fine. The werewolf's own fluffy black tail swayed back and forth slowly in the repetative motion, the tip almost touching the side of Maya's head at some times.

Maya simply looked up ad gazed almost emotionless at the webbed and outstretched hand. What did this person think, that she was actually going to take it? That's not how Maya worked. Instead, the exotic Legend just broke her gaze from the hand to look at the bat-girl squarely with an unwavering stare of bright copper; it could actually be a little creepy to most people.

Behind the girl's back, she playe with the silver needle of her doll, twisting the cold metal between her thumb and forefinger. Maya still continued to look, now not even blinking, just watching. This stare-down like look wasn't being used to pick a fight or gain a higher step in whatever, but to observe if her bad suspicions of this girl were righ or wrong.