"Yukimura Ayame," Ayame replied coolly, her intention to give the boy next to her a glare softening slightly as she met his eyes. "though I assume you know that already..." There was definitely something very smooth and charming about him. She didn't like it -- charming people usually wanted something from her.<br/><br/>Figuring she might as well get to the point, she asked, "What do you want?" Sometimes, though not often, the direct question was enough to fend someone off.<br/><br/>She looked him over appraisingly, figuring she might as well enjoy the admittedly spectacular view while he explained himself. He was certainly a handsome specimen -- she thought the art director would kill to get him as a character model for some handsome hero.