The moment Miki addresses Mimiru the punk's head whips around, wide-eyed with her lips pulled up in a snarl.  For a tense moment, it looks as though the girl may have inadvertently stepped in front of a charging bull.  Very slowly, though, Mimiru begins to relax, her shoulders slumping back down and eyes narrowing back to a more speculative stare at the other girl.  The realization that it's a person addressing her, not some phantom voice echoing in the back of her skull, seems to be enough to curb her outburst for the moment.<br/><br/>Not that she might not smack the other girl<em>anyway</em>under normal circumstances, but for the time being she's already driven to distraction.  Lowering her head and pushing the heel of her palm to her left eyebrow, Mimiru closes her eyes for a moment and shakes her head.  By the time she looks back up, Miki's already run off to do something else.<br/><br/>"Tch.  Being batshit nucking-futs is harder than it looks.  I should ask Mr. Edogawa for some pro-tips," Mimiru comments aside to herself.  The silence that responds to her is comforting, at least enough so to compose herself for the moment and continue on her way out the front door.