Northstar Vale it's all water under the bridge now

The little smirk upon the girl's face was somehow familiar—maybe because it seemed suspiciously like a devil's shy grin, and that was something Hime knew well. She wondered if she could have any fun with this one. Not like her tinkering in the little slut's affairs, but something different, more fun for herself. 

The girl mentioned insomnia, patrols—boring things, really. Hime (still in the guise of Reiko) sighed, fluttered her eyelids a bit, and began the charade.

Oh, well, I... I don't suppose, you would like some company? Her voice had Reiko's sweet lilt, but was characterized by a little sadness, which Hime tried to hide. She gave a nervous look around the area afterwards and added: Unless you're busy with your duties. The safety of the pack is important too, after all. Cue a smile—small, soft, tinged with melancholy.