[color=deepskyblue]"Doesn't look all Negari, though."[/color] Keiko squinted through the lens of her scope, tiny fingers adjusting the device with such speed and ease it had to be instinctual. 

[color=lemonchiffon]"Hummingbird-san, it is not polite to make such accusations without proof. Still, it does seem an improbable story-are you certain that's all that happened, Shadowrender-san? I assure you, all we wish to do is hel--" [/color]

[color=deepskyblue]"Looks like...dunno. Keiko is confused.[/color] Tsubame's words were doomed to an early grave yet again as the Hummingbird's wingbeats and voice casually entered the audial fray. The young magical girl backed up a little, hovering a foot or so above the ground as she tilted her head. No angle seemed to supply the information she so craved. [color=deepskyblue]"Who?"[/color] Again the grade schooler asked, genuine perplexion wrinkling her brow.

[color=lemonchiffon]"Apologies, Shadowrender-san. Hummingbird is still learning to interpret magical auras, and often gets confused. Though I must ask, is there any reason for her to be confused outside of her own error?"[/color] Drat, that was a bit sloppy. Tsubame [i]was[/i] beginning to doubt Shadowrender was telling the whole story, but that was too direct for her tastes. First priority, however, was to make certain Tsubame herself was seen as the aggressive one--Keiko did not need to make enemies. Her nosiness, however unintentional, could potentially antagonize other girls, especially one proud as Shadowrender.