[h2]Ando Asami, Closer to the Origin?[/h2]

After a short time, Asami decided she would go for the pork ramen. One of the myriad orders she had detected while attempting to make her decision was the smell of pork, and that had tempted her until she could no longer resist. She briefly glanced up when two more customers entered, but didn't pay them any real attention at first... until one of them approached her first. A small girl, with a myriad of injuries, now healed over. It took a few moments for Asami to realize she had indeed seen this girl before. At the Tower. No-one else would realize it, of course, but the atmosphere, to the redheaded mage, instantly became far more tense. And yet, she was certain there would be no conflict. not here.

Business matters? That was one way of putting it.

"... I see," Asami replied, not bothering to return the gesture of speaking in English. It was only one phrase, it's not as if it made any real difference. She sank back into her seat, slightly, eyeing the other mage, as the shop's owner slowly made her way back through, giving the other newcomer a hurried greeting.