Touka shrugged noncommittally, finally picking up her teacup and taking a sip of the bitter green tea. "I would call it trusting my instincts," she agreed, nodding. "I don't have any real intention to stay, though. I will rest on your hospitality for tonight, if I may, but I really must get back to my family soon. To return the blade, and make it clear to my family my opinion on the boy." She took another, long drink of tea. "If they will even believe me..."