Kio watched the new arrival; she looked skittish, a little jumpy and very withdrawn into her own little world. She was cocooned by rock music, the large headphones doing little to stifle the clearly American noise. Kio could swear she had seen the girl before somewhere… her face looked familiar but she could not put her finger on it. Her soft little voice pulled Kio from her dumbfounded look, blinking a few times before looking over at the girl. “Hello” she says in response, looking rather normal save for her very different arm. Dressed as she was in a simple shirt-jacket and cargo pants only added to the sense of normality but the way she held herself spoke a different story.<br/><br/>Kio held herself like a military woman would, like a predator would, her back straight, legs slightly clenched and ready to jump up at a moment’s notice and yet the half-Japanese girl would notice that she held no fear in her mind, just keen observation. As she smiled at Fuyuki warmth filled her, like what someone would expect an elder sister to feel like, full of protection and kindness towards the younger ones. “Ahhh I remember where I saw you… Fuyuki Kellan if I remember correctly.” She had seen Fuyuki’s file at some point in the past, and she was distinctive enough not to be easily forgotten. Her mind twisted and turned as she tried to remember the file, hitting upon a couple words and the phrase ‘hears thought.”<br/><br/>Kio snaps at attention upon the realization “oh!” she says suddenly, trying to calm her mind for the girl’s benefit, her sheer will power making it somewhat easy to phase out everything besides the words she spoke. “How rude of me.” She says her speech a little slowed but she makes sure to keep her mind clear, the silence refreshing. “I had…forgotten about your powers… I hope it was not too noisy for you.” She keeps her mind clear, taking a few slow breaths. “My name is Kiyoshi Oda, but you may have already gleamed that, and it is a pleasure to meet you.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>