Hanako frantically reached for her Handy Handbook for French Fledgelings when a young man began speaking to her entirely in French. She knew most of the words, but he was speaking so damn fast! She handed him a croissant to get him to shut up for a second while she caught up.

"Uh... uh... oui, je suis un démon," she replied in a less confident heavily Japanese accent as she scanned the pages. Having an actual conversation was [i]way[/i] different than some French dude speaking slowly on an audio tape. Her English was much better, because she had more chances to practice it.

"Pour- hey."

And then the dude began speaking perfectly serviceable Japanese to a tree. Tree monster. Tree monster? Hanako hadn't seen many of those, and never in a warehouse. Usually you could find them around Mt. Fuji, but in her shitty neighborhood? Very interesting. It was probably those black rocks. She too felt a certain attraction to them. Something was definitely happening... maybe something big. It [i]was[/i] odd that they had all hands on deck for a bunch of low-level ghosts, after all.

But more importantly...

"...You know the motorcycle girl is a Hunter, right?" she asked Limen, looking the girl up and down, "if she has a sense for creatures like us, she'll probably kill us right... hm..."

Actually, the more she looked at motorcycle girl, the more she thought it might be a risk worth taking.

"Me too! I'm a helpless maiden," she lied through her teeth.