Miyako glanced over surreptitiously as the Contractor spoke, somehow unsurprised to find him at her school. She had assumed that it might take him a bit longer given that she had just moved and transferred schools, but that was obviously not the case. Well, she could live with it, so long as he didn't make too much of a nuisance of himself. It was how she'd worked with him before, in her old town. 

"Who says I'm not," she whispered over to him, in a way that would allow her to talk without people noticing that something was odd. She really didn't need to be seen as the girl who talked to herself, if she could help it. But magical girl powers were useful like that, as she had learned over time.

She jotted down a note as she glanced over at the creature, finishing that before speaking up once more. "Anyway, it's easier for me to be a magical girl if I'm near the middle of the pack, rather than sticking out. This way no one notices me and I can devote more time to killing Primordials and saving people." She shrugged then in addition. "Besides, I just moved here. I'm still getting adjusted." As far as she was concerned it was the truth, due to how curriculums varied between schools and regions. Once she got used to it then she could make her deception that much better. 

She turned her attention back to working then, jotting down notes and answering the occasional question that she felt confident in doing. It was how she had done things in her previous school, and it seemed that it would serve her well here. She didn't need the bother of having to exert herself at school when she already did the same as a magical girl in her fights. 

Then the ripple, and she felt it as her gaze turned in that direction, towards the Primordial that had appeared. Well, that was unfortunate. But still, she wasn't overly worried about it. It wasn't as if there was an overabundance of magical girls in this city. They could handle it as far as she was concerned, and she couldn't really afford to ditch on the first day she was here. 

She grunted, shifting slightly away from the Contractor as he rubbed against her cheek. "Nah," she replied, managing to repress a shake of her head. "Calling out the whole gang for a single Primordial is overkill, and even if there's more than one, there are enough veterans to handle it." Of course, she didn't know exactly where it was, but as far as she was concerned, it wasn't her problem until someone who wasn't currently in school called for her help. 

So for now, she wrote, and worked her school day away.