Bilal hopped onto the sink, jumping off the toilet gracefully to make room for Keiko as she left the shower and began to dry herself. Not that he was being gracious, he simply didn't want to get wet. Grooming himself, he looked off in the distance for a bit before answering her first question.<br/><br/>"She's you, if you don't shape up!" he growled at first, before purring dejectedly. "She was the first magical girl I worked with. I don't know how she's still alive... or why she was like that. I'll have to report this and do some investigating."<br/><br/>He then watched her carefully as she inspected herself. Keiko didn't seem alarmed at anything in particular, but to him she seemed somehow... more vivid than the nerdy shut-in he first met. But maybe he was just feeling sensitive after so much darkness in the air. Jumping into the sink he pounced cutely onto the stopper and looked up with large eyes and mewled, "give me a wash, too. We can then start thinking about finding a place somewhere out of the way to practice your magic. It'd be a waste of talent not to."