Regan looked over as she heard someone shouting across the athletic field. An... American? That was her guess, anyway. What an accent, too! Speaking Standard was so... stifling, maybe she should speak normally a bit more often, herself. She cups one hand to her mouth and responds, smiling. "Hello~, Kinamoto-san!" She smiles before going to intercept the girl. She didn't feel like shouting much, to be honest, but she could at least greet the girl in a similar manner.

When she gets up to the girl, she extends a hand to shake. She's at least a little familiar with western culture, thanks to her father. "Hey there. I'm Hiryuu Regan, pleased to meetcha. I'm from Osaka, how 'bout yerself?" Aaah, it felt good to speak the way she wanted to for once. Really good! She looks the girl over... real cute! And a figure she'd expect from a foreigner, too. Her own figure was largely from her German half... or so she figured. No way she got her chest from her mother.