Miyuki sat on her own legs for a bit, tails flitting to and fro', eyes studying Yumeko as she moved around and repositioned herself to do some cleaning on the other side of the bed. The blonde's words lingered for a bit in Miyuki's mind, as the darker fox mulled over the intended implications of them.

Then she smiled. It wasn't a good smile.

"Have you checked that all your followers are safe and accounted for recently~?"

Her eyes had a dangerously mischievous glint to them. Even though what she was saying could have very easily been taken as a provocation or threat, this didn't seem to either bother the 'guest' - who could very easily faind herself jetisoned into the void of space - or she didn't think much of making such pointed, potentially alarming comments. Then agian, this was a woman who had just recently admitted that she force dpeople to do chores for her, less they want to get obliterated, so it was perhaps not that surprising in retrospect.

When Yumeko made her second comment however, the one about them be alike... Miyuki momentarily stopped. Full stop. Dead in her tracks. Stiff and frozen like a piece of glacial permafrost. Her face was unreadable, her eyes looking more... Shocked... Startled? she had been holding a apir of socks in her hands, but they fell unceremoniously to the gorund as the darker haired fox just stared at her golden host in what felt like a very, very long and drawn out moment.

".. No." She finally said, face still looking a bit stunned. "... We really aren't." It wasn't a forceful, angry denial or abhorrent, depserate rejection. In fact, Miyuki's face looked more like she had just been told something so outrgeous she had no words or mental faculties for how to respond to it properly. And, to be honest, for good reason.

Here they were, in space, abord a shrine ship that flew with the pwoer of magic crystal. One was a benevolent, caring and idealistic self-proclaimed goddess who worked to shelter, nurture and prvoide for those who followed her. The other... Was a freloading, good-for-nothing, opportunistic, self-serving, manipulative, callous, and foul-tempered bully and free-loader. Miyuki's mind simply couldn't rap itse head around what, if anyhting, this golden fox found to be [i]similar[/i] between them... That they were both foxes? Okay, yeah, sure. But that was like saying one human was similar to another human, simpy,by virtue of them  both being humans. It was... A rather far stretch as far as logic went...

Miyuki blinked, then slightly shook her head, returning to her senses. She gave Yumeko a strange look, before exhaling and putting a hand to her forehead.

"I don't know what you're imagening n that fluffy head of yours, esteemed Divine One... Why would [i]I[/i] worry about what or how [i]your[/i] followers view [i]me[/i]?"

Miyuki had, at this point, returned to finalaizng the last trips to get all of the laundry squared away... Apart fromt he few things that Yumeko had accidentally broomed by accident... Thus, the noirette walked on over to a drawer that was facing the foot-end of her bed, and opened one of the boxes.

"I'm going to change." She paused the rifling and looked over a Yumeko. A playfully wry smile was on her face. "You intend to stay and watch~?"