[center][h2]Kamijou Touma[/h2][/center]
With the complete lack of any [i]actual[/i] answers, Touma stared speechless as the man walked by. Demeaning nickname aside (seriously, what the heck was up with that?!), the fact that he referred to Othinus as a doll was something he had half a mind to correct.

"O-oi! Hold on, that answered nothing! And besides, Othinus isn't a doll, she's a-"

Before he could finish that sentence, though, the small Magic God grabbed the high schooler's ear and pulled it down with all her might, causing him to flounder about for a moment before she began to speak.

[i]"Say nothing about my status as a Magic God right now, depowered though I am--this isn't the same world we're used to. It's nothing similar to the power I had after rewriting the world, from what I can gather, so assume this is an entirely different scenario. In other words, think before you speak, or you might drag us into further trouble,"[/i] she hissed into the boy's ear before the doll from earlier called out to him.

...

While striking a particularly impossible pose. Touma stared for a moment in confusion before remembering that the thing in front of them was, in fact, probably a living doll or something.

She looked so [i]real[/i], though. Creepy.

"...Ah... Nice to meet you... Goldibanne?" he half-responded, half-asked as Othinus decided to take the reins with her own introduction.

"You're not wrong to refer to me as a 'fairy', but I would prefer you use a slightly less demeaning moniker when referring to me, if you'd please," she followed, crossing her arms over her chest as she sat down on Touma's shoulder. "Oh, and if you [i]are[/i] a magical construct like I suspect, I'd recommend you not touch this boy's right hand. Trust me. Don't do it."

Touma thought about commenting again, but with Othinus currently glaring daggers at him again, decided against the idea. Maybe it was better to let her take the reins for now.

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[h2][center]Komeiji Satori[/center][/h2]
"So... Abduction and bribery it is, then?" the youkai responded to the so-called 'Entertainer', letting out a sigh before crossing her arms and looking around the crowd. The half-ghost garderner from Hakugyokuro seemed to have also been dragged into this mess, so she could at least take solace in the fact that there was at least one semi-familiar face among the crowd of unknowns.

"I think I speak for many of us when I say that we all have friends or relatives that we would like to return to, and if you think that offering to 'find excuses' to placate them will work, then aren't you effectively attempting to blackmail us into cooperation? I would assume that you don't have the sheer force to physically force our hands, because in that case you wouldn't need all of us here and would be able to handle the problem yourself. I shall ask once more, for formalities' sake: let us return home and return to our lives, because as of right now barely anyone seems to be interested in your problems--especially since you made such a show of [i]not[/i] telling us," she spoke, staring at the man as she did so.

There was no contractual obligation to work towards such a thing, anyhow.