"Is that so...?" Miyuki said, her voice tinged with sarcastic disbelief at Yumeko's attempt at covering up her stare. But, the darker fdx didn't seem to mind, or care, that the faux-goddess had just plucked something imaginary form her face.

Next, was the arrival of the thins that Yumeko had decided Miyuki should wear on her feet. They resembled the old, wooden things that the humans in the days long, long, long ago used to wear. Miyuki had always thought they looked incredibly uncomfortable back then, and while these were certainly more... Stylistically appealing in the visual sense, she still viewed them with a mix of skepticism and apprehension. But, chose not to complain or say anything on that end.

"They're... Fine..." She said. And, probably, judging from what was in her shoe-drawer, that was most likely the case. Miyuki didn't seem to care what feet-things she wore, as long as she wore [i]something[/i].

Following the golden fox out of the room and into the shrine proper, Miyuki looked around for a bit. Viewing the fake 'sky' dome above, the tshrine itself, the human priestesses.... it all felt... Nostalgic... But also, in a way,[i] wrong[/i]. But perhaps that had more to do with her knowledge that they weren't on a mountain or hill, but floating in the vast, cold, endless emptiness of void, rather than sitting on the surface of a planet.

Still, Miyuki had no comment or notes to verbalize on the matter. Instead, she tucked her arms into each opposite sleeve of her (short and revealing) kimono, and followed Yumeko with her arms folded infront of herself, underneath her chest. To the big door.

[i][b]The door.[/b][/i]