She gives you a harder look over her tea cup, still trying to remember who you are and any you are bothering her. All the same the mob is closing in, getting wind of your track and following it due course to your doom and crotch kicking for everyone. The kitsunemimi mumbles to herself some, taking another casual sip,<strong>"Well, I do suppose you could have a point about that. Care to show me this mysterious symbol of yours?"</strong>