Kasumi nodded respectively to her Ashikabi and got to her feet, turning to face the man and coolly drawing her axe, fixing the man with a level-stare, saying "Before I begin, let me tell you it would bring me no pain to end your life for the sake of my Ashikabi. Now, what do you want?" She was very suspicious of this man, who had managed to evade both her Ashikabi and her own senses of hearing. The great axe was comfortably seated in her hands and she awaited the man's answer with a neutral expression and a battle-ready stance.
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Amami

Amami frowned lightly, something about this screamed of wrong, so she said loudly "One second!" She retreated to her bedroom and opened the closet to reveal her short-sword, a treasured relic. Though she'd promised never to raise it again except in defense of her ideals, she decided that defense of herself and her new, apparently, life partner was close enough. Using the leather cord near the top, she fastened the sheathe to her belt before going to the door. She thanked Mao with a nod and motioned for her to stand back a tad so Amami could see them. She watched for a long moment, evaluating the two, and quickly decided that they were either from one of the gangs in India, in which case she and Mao would just have to fight them off, or had something to do with the Sekirei plan. So, she invited them in, shutting the door behind them as they entered, before calmly retaking the seat she'd held during dinner, though instead of holding a fork her hand now rested on the blade's grip as she asked "Now then, what can I do for you?"