Kaname was paying enough attention through her reverie that she took in mention of the mysterious ancient clan that could graft machines into the body.  Though she seemed relaxed, she was actually reviewing her memories of the man—thing?—she’d fought.<br/><br/>The comoiton outside snapped her out of it and she gave a shriek, then snatched a towel and wrapped it around her body.  She relaxed quickly, though, then perched on the edge of the spring in the wet towel, smiling fondly at Mari as she put the little lech in his place.<br/><br/>She grew curious at the sound of unfamiliar voices and rose, stepping into slippers and a robe.  She found a robe for Mari, then padded over to see what was going on.<br/>