Kio kept her mind clear as Fuyuki asked her questions, letting her sit in silence as she tried to compartmentalize, comprehend the conversation without lingering on it, taking only a simple moment after each word was spoken in order to process it and what it meant. The entire strange sensation provided a slight echo for Fuyuki’s mind, as she spoke her words only to have them be somewhat super imposed as she read Kio’s thoughts. “I read small parts of your file yes… I am….i do not wish to say important but… sought after so I asked to see files of people showing up, heavily redacted of coarse but I was allowed to see if people were who they said they were and you were under slight suspicion due to your race.”<br/><br/>Kio Watched the girl’s eyes, realizing what she was looking at and giving another kindly smile “Don’t worry, my arm will not bite.” She says softly, taking the opening to answer the confusion about her clear mind. “How I keep my mind clear is something I wonder as well, it may very well be due to my upbringing combined with my arm. It is basically a symbiotic infection, giving me many different ability’s but also slowly turning me more and more like it. As my powers grow it is probably going to spread and turn me into something…more than human, or less than, that remains to be seen.” She gives a small chuckle, keeping her thoughts clear for the time being as she continued. “You would not know it by looking at me, but I weigh a little under one hundred and thirty six kilo… Sorry, you’re an American correct? A little under three hundred pounds.”<br/><br/>On to the next statement then now that that was out of the way. She moved on robotically, as if rejoining the conversation at a different moment but given how she was taking so little time to process things it was only natural to assume she would be a little disjointed. “Emmanuelle is not really that bad of a guy once you get to know him, but he is above all else just a guy.” She gave another small chuckle, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath to re-center herself and make sure everything was continuing to be caught under wraps. “He likes to appraise pretty girl’s… When I first met him he did the same to me but I noticed it…gave him a peace of my mind and then we became friends. I think at least that he eyeballs people because they never pay attention to him, treat him like just another employee despite how important his job is and how well trained he actually is. But that is just my thoughts on it.”<br/><br/>Kio finished the conversation, folding her hands in front of her on the table. “I must admit I am surprised that you were not picked up by the American EAP program, they tend to be on the lookout for anyone and everyone to expand their power base.” She says trying to keep the conversation going. “Then again, given your powers I am sure being surrounded by people is not really the best for your well-being is it?” It became clear that one of the issues that came with keeping her mind as still as a pool was she just blurted things out without much thought and although she seemed to be rather respectful her distaste for Americans came with each word she spoke. Thankfully her distaste was not directed as Fuyuki but seemed to mean the American system, not the people just the rulers, a strange thought for a woman from japan to be sure.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>