Still not good enough of a reception for my taste. [She mutters, curling her lip in disgust. She actually went out of her way to find the little turd and he's still going on about his magic? Oh, and his day was so tough? He looked as though he hadn't been stuck there very long, meanwhile she'd been duking it out with evil spirits, wrestling man-bear-cats and even been forced to give up her precious oodachi - noticeably missing from her hip - in favor of a two-headed axe. A much more favorable weapon choice in the previous world, though not at all as flattering sitting against her back, she felt. Still, as she considers walloping him over the head with it, it's not a terrible choice.]

Should I leave you and your magical barrier to it, then? You're obviously mu~ch more interested in it, yeah? I can always find my way home by myself. I've done a pretty good job getting here.