[Oh good grief. This one is going to be an interesting influence on Futaba's life. The thought made Makoto smile. From her past encounter she seemed... rough and mischievous, but not dangerous. Little wonder then that they got along.]

Fair enough.

[She finished chopping the figs and starts to clean her knife.]

There's fruit and coffee. At the moment we're mostly just hanging out. Um... for your sake I would keep away from the kupo nuts.

Trust me on that.