[She would find it beyond ironic to be compared to a human, after spending her entire life resenting them for their ownership of her kind, hating their very human-like way of just believing that they had the right to everything around them, whether it be nature, their fellow humans, or jinba. A peacekeeper, though... that she could see herself as. As far as she was concerned, her fellow Meridian were far too naive, and far too welcoming in a time of war. Did they truly not think Yima might send spies into Heliopolis under the guise of being Unharmonized? Were they really so foolish as to think that Zenith might not take advantage, leveraging their last victory over the Oracle to hammer Meridian's defeat in even further?

As usual, Hayame considered herself mostly alone, needing to pick up the slack for those who wished to turn their eyes from the realities of how things had to be. Precautions had to be taken. Suspicions had their purpose. If so many of the others weren't so concerned with being kind...

His answer is unsatisfactory. Her eye narrows, the eyepatch over the left side of her face shifts just slightly as the muscles beneath twitch. Did he think he could distract her with such a random observation? Her tail swishes with frustration, whipping against the back of her dun hocks.]

And you came to admire the architecture?

[He sounds honest enough when he makes his comment, but she'd never met a man whose tongue she trusted just because it sounded polite and well-mannered.]

Has it rendered you so awestruck that you find yourself unable to actually use this day as it is meant?

[The others eat and mingle, ask questions of the senior Meridian, and he... stares and looks to be taking notes.]