The conversation's good. Though, seeing both Shinrei and Ani kneeling... "Wonder if Amajina's gonna discover her secret subby side when she's older," she says (mostly directed at Elaise).

"-You know, I could almost see it."

"Think she's got 'bratty masochist' down pat already."

Snrk. "Definitely. She tracks sand into the house at least once a week."

"Sand?"

"Elieyha controls sand. Uses large quantities of it to crush things messily, mostly, but her control can be very fine when she wants it to be."

"And Amajina heals super fast."

"Oh, I see."

"Pretty much. She got into some alcohol one time and spent the entire night rhapsodizing about 'the world's best and snuggliest weighted blanket' that can also at any moment break her legs."

She giggles. "Perhaps not quite my usual speed."

"Amajina seems to enjoy it."

"We do have some differences."

Occlus pats Ani's hair.

"Perhaps you are fortunate you cannot heal a broken leg overnight."

Lean! "Well, if my Mistress wants it..."

"That's a good girl."

Blush! "Thank you, ma'am."

Aw, they're cute.

Adorable. (She's leaning very contentedly into Elaise. Being around other people with the same dynamic is - nice.)

Yeah, it is. A successful dinner on all fronts, then.

Absolutely.

Hopefully it'll go just as well when Amajina and Elieyha get back.

They've been mostly pretty stable. Shouldn't be too many problems.

She'd guess the same.

They do, in fact, get in sooner rather than later.

Amajina reports to the Mizukage and then bee-lines to perch curiously on the roof of the diplomatic residential building, peering over the side.

After a time, Occlus sticks her head out, looks up, and archs an eyebrow at her.

"Hey!" she chirps.