[h2]Andrea and Akira[/h2]

"Um... Honda Akira, pleased to meet you..." the girl replied, taking the offered hand with a slightly puzzled expression. Sure, the half-built building might be somewhat on fire and liable to collapse ''eventually'', but she didn't need to be lead out to safety. The contract might not help her, but this was hardly the ''first'' time she'd been in a dangerous situation. 

Was she being mistaken for being much younger than she actually was again? It had to be that, didn't it? That was so annoying, even if her choice of clothing didn't help...

Further inside, the contracted demon's features narrowed into a sneer of derision, wiping some imaginary dust off of her jacket. Without a word, she turned her back on the already-vanishing ashes and headed for the exit... offering an uncomfortable reminder to everyone else that a summon had to be actively [i]dismissed[/i], and the demon would still be awkwardly accompanying them until Akira was reminded to make her [i]leave.[/i]