[To start off with, she can explain the weird summoning circle on her floor that looks like she just joined a cult. She's practicing for her sister, Taiwan, who wanted to do some kind of cosplay convention, and she borrowed the circle design from England. But that couldn't just work, right? As far as she knew, she has no magic powers, aside from her natural blessings of enhanced strength and regeneration.
So imagine the look on her face when she stares at the man who stands before her, the smoke dispersing and he straightens to full height. That's right, she stares blankly, at this...stranger who calls her master, right in her lounge room.
And so, like any normal person with any normal reactions, she selects hers from a pool of surprise and picks:]
Excuse me?
[A master? She's what? Did she summon a familiar? Who even summons familiars? Who even knew it was possible? Was she just dreaming all along?
...Is he even real? She tries to touch him, just in case he's a ghost.] Please pardon my forwardness.
H E H
So imagine the look on her face when she stares at the man who stands before her, the smoke dispersing and he straightens to full height. That's right, she stares blankly, at this...stranger who calls her master, right in her lounge room.
And so, like any normal person with any normal reactions, she selects hers from a pool of surprise and picks:]
Excuse me?
[A master? She's what? Did she summon a familiar? Who even summons familiars? Who even knew it was possible? Was she just dreaming all along?
...Is he even real? She tries to touch him, just in case he's a ghost.] Please pardon my forwardness.