"Sugoi!  I like to dress up, too!" Hikari declares, completely missing the fine distinction between 'dressing up' and 'being dressed up', which to a Doll like Ichigo is probably far more important.  "Do you think I could come see sometime, if that's alright?  I bet you look really beautiful wearing his dresses!"<br/><br/>Even Hikari, however, can't miss the certain subtext that comes with Ichigo's next statement.  Their family dynamic is obviously very...  'complicated'.  Then again, she's never had any siblings and doesn't even really know her aunts or uncles or cousins, so maybe she just doesn't understand.  Regardless, there's something about it that makes her cheeks pink and she glances purposefully back down toward Ichigo's toes, smiling awkwardly.  "Ah...  is that why you don't join clubs or teams, Ich'go-chan?  You already have your hands full with them, ne?"<br/><br/>"Umm..."  She bites her lips for a moment, obviously uncertain if she should continue with the line of inquiry.  Ultimately, she lifts her gaze from Ichigo's feet to the rear-view mirror, looking for Sanro's reflection in it.  "What about them?  Are they busy with you and their jobs all the time, or do they go out sometimes?  I heard Sanro is a martial artist, but the girl's at school say a lot of stuff about him, so I wasn't sure if that's true..."