Touka purposely took a long, loud slurp from the coffee as Nakahiro went ahead and made slow and deliberate attempts to set his overly long hair up. She watched him with flat eyes.<span style="font-style: italic">Really? A flower boy?</span>She shook her head and coughed, embarrassed that she had to see such a display. After setting her cup down, she folded her hands, listening to what the man has to say, and then, "So she has been hunting." She knew as much but had to confirm it. Not what she wanted to hear about her sister, being too involved in hunting, combat, and such.<br/><br/>She realized she had stopped breathing and took a gulp of the coffee, now cool enough to drink without scalding her throat. Just in time for Isana to arrive.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>"I'm fine." Isana waved a hand, growing irritated. She did not want to expose any more weakness in her sister's presence. "We'll<span style="font-style: italic">talk</span>, later." She waved a finger at him before turning her attention to her sister, "So? What are you here for?"<br/><br/>"I'm here to see you." Touka said, carelessly sipping her coffee. "You didn't look too well yesterday. You should get a medical certificate and get the day off."<br/><br/>"I'm fine." She cut her sibling off.<br/><br/>"I really think you should go and get a check up. I know a doctor who is knowledgeable about certain... ailments. You should-"<br/><br/>"I said: I am fine. Okay?" Her fingers flexed experimentally.