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[She'll walk out of her room, smiling, but staring at that hand for a few moments. She can't even remember her last handshake, but she'll take his hand anyway.]

It's nice to meet you too.

[And this is when Souji realizes his two bffs here are an angel and an alien.

His life is the most awesome life.]

Why don't you two get to know each other a little while I make some tea?

[Or rather, two teas and one milk and honey for Kohaku.]

Yea. Tea. That's cool.

[Cliff himself is quite unaware of Kohaku's angelic status, and only sees her as a young woman who probably has some kind of commonality with Souji. At the least, their names followed a similar pattern structure. But, he was no linguist. These honorifics were still extremely foreign to him.

He stood back with his arms akimbo and looked around thoughtfully.]

So. Uh. How do you take care of everyone in this zoo? I don't think tuna sandwiches are gonna cut it for Saizou every day.

[Well, she's not floating, since she knows that freaks people out the first time they see it, which she usually does around the house just because it's easier, and so she doesn't accidentally step on any of the animals.

But now that last sentence is strange enough to confuse her.]

...Why would you feed a pig tuna? I would ask Okita what he feeds Saizou. [Since she only know what to feed all the other animals.]

But no, I take care of the house.

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[Cliff wouldn't be as shocked by her floating around as she imagined. He's fought his fair share of angelic beings back home, both on the winning and losing side. Kohaku's brand of angel was far more benign than what he knew.]

I don't know how to feed pigs. Just, I figured that it can't be much harder than feeding a kid is all. Maybe they'd even be a little easier, since kids can be picky.

[It was difficult for him to get used to the habits of the 'kid' he was talking about, but that was more than just a racial and cultural divide to get by.]

We'll check with Souji about the pig then. What all...do you do around here?

Pigs are easy to feed. Just give them food, and normally they'll eat it. Kids on the other hand are much harder. They even spit it back at you if it's something they don't like.

[A few hundred years on Earth, and she's learned quite a lot. And children are very cute to her...mostly since she has no ability to get mad...]

Not to much here, it's usually very clean...Though I get to start finding pretty plants! I'll be taking care of those.

Yea. The one I dealt with was never that bad, but you've still gotta be careful with little girls. They can get sca-ree~

[A sigh. Maria was always Maria, no matter what.]

You garden? So it actually does warm up around here?

What makes the girls scarier than the boys? [Asks the person with no real gender.]

Yes, it gets much warmer than it is! I take it that you arrived here somewhere near the end of fall or during the winter?

They--they're girls, okay?

[Says the man who genuinely fears his childhood friend and sister-in-training during the rare times when she is angered.]

...It was snowing when I got here. And it's been cold and wet on and off for that whole time. I'm gettin' a little tired of it is all.

Is there a difference between boys and girls when they're angry?

[This, she honestly doesn't know. People around her are usually happy, or at the worst just a bit down.]

The rain is the early part of spring. Soon there will be flowers, and the trees with be green again. It'll be very pretty.

[He sighed.]

I can't wait for the weather to get better, that's for sure. I've had way too much snow for my liking recently.

[It involved some people that weren't very happy...or even kind. Crash landing in a hostile environment has its risks, but it was an occupational hazard for him.]

...

Look. Just trust me when I say that girls can be scary, okay? It's a little hard to explain.

Alright, though I've never really noticed anything like that before.

Maybe you've just never seen 'em get mad.

Most people don't get to mad around me...so that's probably it.

Aah. Must be because you're such a nice person. No reason to get mad.

No, most people just feel a little more content around an angel.

...

Huh?

[And there's the normal reaction.]

...Do you not know what an angel is? I'm not good at explaining it.

I know the idea of one, sure. I know a few things that might fit a rough, messy definition of that idea.

But, I'm also an atheist. What kind are we talking here?

The kind that live in Heaven? [There's more than one kind??]

Beats me. [He crossed his arms and internally shoved away his own biases. 'Heaven' and 'Angels' were slightly touchy subjects for him at the moment. But, like with Kirk, his biases didn't necessarily have any ground in Luceti.]

Whatever the case, you're pretty cool. I mean, you live with that moron, [He jerked a thumb behind him, pointing in the direction that Souji went off to,] so you've gotta be pretty cool.

...I suppose so? [She's just herself.] He's not a moron. That's not a nice thing to call a friend.

[He snorted in amusement at her innocent reaction.]

It's a joke. But, he kinda is a bit of a moron. Kinda.

A joke? [She's not good with jokes or teasing!] That's a mean joke.

That's why it's a joke. It's...uh. I guess it's saying something kinda mean without being mean about it?

Semantics, missie. It's tricky.

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