Jessi chuckles softly.  Damn it, back home she would have laughed, not tittered like bird.  Ah well…<br/><br/>“Of  course we have a secret,” she says to him in Japanese.  In English, she adds with a grin, “We know how to drive on the proper side of the road.”<br/><br/>"And it was a pleasure meeting you as well," she replies in polite Japanese.<br/><br/>Interesting near-slip of the tongue.  Did he know something?  Or just suspect it?<br/><br/>Or maybe just fear it, she thought to herself, thinking on his body posture, the look in his eyes, and his worry about what others might think.  Well, she'd made contact, and he hadn't bitten her head off or thrown a hex at her, so she'd have to call it a success, and hope for more later.  She looked for a place to sit down.  The boots on the school uniform had been a pleasant surprise, but she still hadn't managed to break hers in yet, and her feet were already starting to complain.<br/><br/><br/>