[@VitaVitaAR][@HereComesTheSnow]

[B]葛 馮虚 (コペンハーゲン・スター)[/B]

"[color=9d538e]Indeed,[/color]" she acknowledged, expressing a kindly smile in her underclassman's direction. "[color=9d538e]I hope you do enjoy it; it's something I'm personally fond of too.[/color]"

The waiter came by, scribbling their respective orders into a notepad before leaving for the kitchens, where he would task the Saizeriya's cooks to craft the meals they had requested. With that small bit of business said and done, however, it was beginning to occur to Katsura Hyoukyo that her underclassman was very much a bundle of nerves. Despite the rudeness of her impression of the other girl, it was hard not to admit that the awkwardness inherent to Akane was bemusing to watch in action. There was something cute about the attempts to hide their fae companion, and even though the class representative knew that she, as an upperclassman, had a responsibility to assist the younger girl in her troubles, merely watching was already a source of entertainment.

An unacceptably strange source of divertissement, much like watching videos of the destruction of ant colonies via molten metal, but the East Umitori student could only do so until she could think of a way to render assistance without revealing her own identity. As both a fellow student and a more experienced "work colleague", it was her responsibility to make sure that the younger girl could safely adjust to the magical girl lifestyle and balance those commitments with schoolwork. Doing so, of course, was more difficult than said; she would have to approach the situation carefully, experiment on what methods worked best, before really being able to help.

"[color=9d538e]You're free to relax, Akane,[/color]" said the older girl after a few seconds, pale fingers tapping quietly against the table between them. "[color=9d538e]There's no need to be so nervous.[/color]"

The best way to proceed, from her view, would to get to know her underclassman. And that would only work if Akane didn't seem as nervous around her. Reassuring the younger girl was the first thing that came to mind; it was difficult making friends with somebody who seemed overly on the edge.

[i][color=54D1F1]Makin' friends, really boss?[/color][/i]

[i][color=9d538e]Is it something new to you then, Kanaria?[/color][/i]