Kazuha keeps scrubbing with copious amounts of soap for another minute or two before answering, but there is a slight turn of her head to say she heard. Just talking with soap and water over your mouth doesn't work too well.
She only finally stops when the over powering smell of some lemony scent and burnt fabric overtakes any smell of blood and only then does she let out a breathe and relax a bit.
No blood smell, probably ate too much for her stomach, she could fight the influence now.
She finally looks at Kaito, still looking pretty worn out by the whole thing. "...too old and too well fed. A Kaito-san, right? Sorry, I was...kind of not all there," she said, looking a bit sheepish and trying not to think about Vulpecula because thinking about Vulpecula was a bad idea right now.
She looks at her clothes burning on the stove. "..." Well, it did get rid of the blood. "Dressin' rooms are downstairs, right? No, ya said that," she said and shakes her head. "I should get new clothes, yeah."
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She only finally stops when the over powering smell of some lemony scent and burnt fabric overtakes any smell of blood and only then does she let out a breathe and relax a bit.
No blood smell, probably ate too much for her stomach, she could fight the influence now.
She finally looks at Kaito, still looking pretty worn out by the whole thing. "...too old and too well fed. A Kaito-san, right? Sorry, I was...kind of not all there," she said, looking a bit sheepish and trying not to think about Vulpecula because thinking about Vulpecula was a bad idea right now.
She looks at her clothes burning on the stove. "..." Well, it did get rid of the blood. "Dressin' rooms are downstairs, right? No, ya said that," she said and shakes her head. "I should get new clothes, yeah."