[Saori can't help but snort a small laugh when she thinks about Marco. He had been one of the most upfront people she'd run into in Luceti, the man who'd helped her secure her mirror on arrival, and a very, very important person in her life. He'd saved her life once, and fought tooth and nail to keep her safe during the refugee troubles. And...the welcome he'd given Yuuna? No, that man was someone special.

Perona, though, gets a knowing smile.]

Those kinds of people...once you melt through to the person inside...they're really the best kind.

[With a soft chuckle, she lifts her cup and sips, slowly savoring the hot drink, and smiling along the lip of it.]

And she sounds like she has wonderful tastes. Halloween is the best holiday of the Western year. And spirits are naturally quite good to have around too.

[She sets down the cup, looking at the greenish liquid with a trace of regret.]

And tea...well...tea is truly the greatest gift Inari could give. When you sit down for tea with someone, it doesn't matter if you're a myojin or a kami, a human or an alien...you are both there for one thing. And people who can appreciate that are people who are worth knowing.