Kana sat through the blonde's speech completely still, watching her skill with her daggers with a bored look.
Until she pulled out a gigantic sword she named 'Jormungandr'.
Kana barely restrained her laugh, eventually bursting into flat out laughter as the girl finished explaining. Falling onto her side and slapping the floor, the girl laughed until she couldn't breathe.
"I-I'm dying! I'm seriously dying! You named your weapons after the children of Loki?! What- I don't- You're the best, ugh, you're the greatest!" The girl eventually stopped her giggling fit, sitting up and wiping her eyes with a short giggle.
"Oh man, it's just, like, you're gonna take on Jormungandr with Jormungandr? That's brilliant. I love it. Please do. Don't lose that sword like ever, ughhh, that's just.. It's brilliant."
Wiping her eyes again with her forearm, the girl grinned. "I don't carry around weapons with me personally, but shouldn't you be a bit more relaxed in your home? Surely it's not gonna be attacked or anything. I mean, it's got a bunch of crazy religious zealots in it and a bunch of people with super crazy powers to boot."
Leaning back with a huge smile on her face, she popped another piece of beef jerky into her mouth and waved her hand dismissvely.
"I mean, I have two weapons I really love, but they're not here. Leviathan and Orochi. I like snakes, always have. Still I won't be hunting down the things I've named my weapons after. You're adorable and I love you."
Tossing yet another piece of beef jerky into her mouth, Kana looked over to the man who'd just sat down. He'd made his entrance while she'd been in the middle of a laughing fit, so she hadn't been able to get a good look at him.
"Well hello there, edgelord. Did you sleep well in your coffin last night or do you just listen to metal instead of getting shut eye?" She motioned with her hand again.
"Sorry, sorry, I don't mean to be mean. I just have zero concept of social norms and am probably a lunatic but I promise we'll be good friends."

As the next person- a girl- entered the room, Kana's face lit up. "Muffins! You've got muffins?! Muffins, yeah, whoo!" She was visibly ecstatic at the mention of muffins, and gave Jeddah a wide, beaming smile.

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Outside the mansion stood a girl with crimson hair and scarlet eyes that glinted in the sun. Sighing to herself, she began to move. The outright massive weapon that sat on her shoulder would've sent anyone else sprawling, a massive hunk of metal roughly fashioned into a large cleaver- one side clean-cut and the over serrated. Amity Veil was smart enough to get a metal pauldron that was thick enough for her to lean the thing of instead of having to drag it everywhere.
She'd been up all night, training her ass off with the thing, so it wasn't much of a surprise that she looked like total trash. She felt even worse than she looked, and she currently wished she was dead.

Grumbling to herself as she moved through the grounds, she was all too aware of the stares of practically everyone she moved past. For one, her entire sword was cracked, rusted and bloodstained. Secondly, she looked horrible.
Lastly, it wasn't every day people say someone walking around the a piece of murder metal twice the size of the wielder. Amity decided that being late was fine, haphazardly tossing her weapon to the ground just outside the mansion itself. It wasn't like anyone could steal it, or would. It wasn't a secret who the thing belonged to.
Half an hour later, Amity Veil was showered and still feeling like trash. Pulling on some more formal clothes- a nice suit to be precise- she looked at herself in the mirror.
"Still not as pretty as that day, sadly."
Her eyes flattening for a moment, Amity cast a glance down at her left hand where a ring should've been. Of course, she had the ring, but she didn't feel comfortable wearing it just yet. Not until she'd killed every single Jotun on the planet and more.
Taking a deep, deep breath, Amity quickly left the room. The necklace around her neck was enough for now.

It didn't take her too long to reach the room, albeit quite a bit late. Mentally preparing herself before entering, Amity pushed the doors open.
And they flew out of their frames, flying across the room and thankfully not hitting anybody inside.
Amity swallowed, shock written all over her face as she reached up and facepalmed.
"I.. need to be more careful.."
Coughing awkwardly and raising a hand in greeting, Amity's cheeks were more than a bit red as she introduced herself.
"Yo, Amity Veil. My rune's Uruz. Don't make me shake your hand or I might break it by accident."