The matsuba hesitated for a moment, flooded with guilt, at the sound of her friend's voice. She'd been so eager to take this deal, to go on an adventure, but she hadn't really stopped to think what that'd mean for her friend. Her friend valued safety, security. She hated to be surprised; didn't crave excitement, or adventure. They weren't alike in that way. Kital had pushed without thinking, leapt like she always did, and now her friend was bound to a fate that, in truth, she perhaps would never have asked for. Kital wasn't sure what she'd do if her friend was hurt because of that decision.<br/><br/>She took a slow breath. She was second-guessing herself, and she hated that feeling. It wasn't like her. Her friend needed her to be sure.<br/><br/>"<i>There... probably will be.</i>" She admitted. She couldn't lie to her friend about that. "<i>But... some of them will probably be good surprises! And, either way, we'll face them together. The two of us, like always.</i>"<br/><br/>Her eyes flicked to the human for a moment.<br/><br/>"<i>Well, the three of us, I guess.</i>"