Mimi just looked at him. "If you say so Misuo. Kei." She said with a smile. Playfully teasing him. Frowning a bit then shook her head. "I don't care." She rolled her eyes and a dark expression crossed her features. Yet that attracted her to him more. "I'm fourteen. I can't help that my daddy told me to always go after what I want. What I want is to be friends with you. I won't give up trying to be no matter how mean you get to me." She said. Putting her hands on her hips. She got a wicked smile that went away when she shook her head. Daddy said to go after what she wanted. She had already decided she wanted to be his friend. Maybe she was desperate. Wouldn't you be if nobody stayed your friend because of who your daddy was? Or because of how he "questioned" her friends? Or because they were afraid? Somehow she just KNEW he wouldn't be afraid of her daddy. She didn't know why. She didn't know how. She just knew this would spur her to stick to his side like an attachment until he accepted her friendship. They were guided inside but still she stayed close to him. Not saying anything further about the friendship. She would just go for it. Just like her daddy told her to do...