"Awawawawawawawawh-wh-WH-WHAAAAAA??!"

Did you know? Well, of course you knew. You're you! But... did you know? On her way back from the shrine, Yue had come up with this whole silly joke, see? She'd pretend to be angry and show Cyanis a few of her new moves and make a big little speech about revenge and hard work and... well, she didn't have all her lines worked out exactly, but she's really good at adlib ok? It was gonna be great!

B-but! But she didn't! It wasn't supposed to! There's too many! T-too many [i]people[/i] here and! Did... d-d-did she Princess?! They [i]both[/i] said Princess?!? But! Oh no! Oh gosh oh no oh gosh!

"I juh," she muses with all of her usual elegance, "Huwhabwuh? Bu... ai[i]shyaaaa![/i]"

Ok no that's it this is a total disaster, abort, abort! Oh dear oh gosh oh dear, now they've gone and done it. Now she's gone and done it! Poor thing, she can't even remember her own name! What was it again? Francis... Xavier? No, no, no, no! What? No! Get it together Yuehhhhhh goodness they keep [i]looking[/i] with their [i]eyeballs[/i] and it's... with... respect? Oh no, she's kneeling! The princess girl lady is kneeling!

Yue turns a brighter red than the setting sun and hides her face in her hands, twisting and turning on her feet like a shy maiden and not the least bit like a legendary warrior or even somebody who's possessed by one? Which she is? Sort of kind of? B-b-but never mind that! She should... oh, she's disappointing them both so much right now, she can tell! She just... she can't help it! There's, there's a [i]princess[/i] looking at her, and what on earth is she [i]wearing[/i] that skirt is so short! And it keeps! When it shifts, it's just! 

She's... she's not a pervert, ok? She's not! That's just a fact! But when Chen moves about that skirt keeps bouncing and Yue is discovering all of the secrets of noblewomen that she's pretty sure a simple girl from the Terraced Lake isn't meant to gaze upon?? Oh, she's sorry, she's sorry, she's so, so, sorry, please don't leap up and smite her, she promises your secrets are safe with her, o Chen of the... um, uh, wh-what... was it again?

"I, um. Oh gosh. P-please stand up, your majest...ness? I'm not, I, there's, um, there's lots of Yues, right? You gotta have the wrong one! I mean, I'm just... Yue! What would Princess Qiu want with [i]me?[/i] A handmaiden? Like Hyra? Oh gosh, no no no, that's... s-sorry. I mean, sorry that, y'know, your journey isn't over. It's really nice meeting you! I could, y'know, if you're... not too busy, make some dessert? Do you like tanghulu? There's so much good fruit around here so... er, um!"

Oh, it's no use! Yue flashes her friendliest smile but she just can't stop staring. Can't stop gawking, more like! That outfit! Gosh, it's like they should swap, isn't it? Yue's is all wowies wow amazeful (it is [i]so[/i] a word!) and this Princess Chen's is... so frilly! So poofy! So lacy delicate slinky kinda kinky sorta oh gosh no noooooo pfffftttttsnnnrrrrrk! Aha! Ahaha! Ahahahaheheheheheheeeeeeee~

"Eep! Oh no no, I'm sorry! I wasn't... I would never laugh at you, Your Princessliship! I just... w-well, if it's... if you don't mind me saying so, you're very... different. F-from Princess Yin, I mean. I thought, y'know, a princess would be more like she is, when you're so..."

But she trails off without finishing the thought. She turns her head suddenly to the sky off in the distance, because there's a sound in the breeze that's so clear and sharp and beautiful that it has to bend her ear. And when it bends her ear it also bends her neck, because really, what else can she do about it? Whatever it is, it's not an animal. She doesn't know any bird with a voice like this, and no dog or wolf with a howl so bright. And she knows a lot of birds and dogs and wolves, ok?

But the idea that it's a [i]person[/i] is even crazier! People songs are wordier, and... well, gosh, weighed down with thoughts and words and stuff. Like Sis' songs! Or the drinking songs that creep up from the taverns on Wood's Day or, or... w-well, like that, y'know? There's a homeliness to it, or maybe a homeyness, unless it's some dazzling courtier type and then you can tell because they're crooning as much to show off their grand fortune as they are to express anything knowable by somebody like Yue. 

This? This is more... pure? There's a fancy word for what this is, but Yue doesn't know it. All she knows is that, whatever's making this sound, it makes her heart ache. This is the kind of voice that needs to be taught the hymn of the demon swordswoman, because this is the voice that can join with the rock and leaf and river and sing it properly. This is a voice for making hearts flutter and lips curl into smiles and, and, and...

And it's gone. Yue stares after it without moving, except to quietly take Kat in her arms and gives her little flufflefoxy soft strokes down her fluffy back. She doesn't without thinking, or returning her attention to her friends or the girl who's probably here to kidnap her for some weird reason. Some things just need a moment.