If he notices her fidgeting, he opts not to comment on it. So they did fight. Huh.

"Well, ultimately, even peace times have their problems. But I suppose what humans lack in magic and innate ability they make up for with craft and guile, or something like that? That's what I'm always hearing, at least."

He suspects Yonaka proves this. Or maybe it's just a testament to her character, that she survived this long without any powers and just a knife. It's quiet, though, even for a wasteland. Something about this is bothering him. Since that last batch, they haven't seen any demons. Either they're congregating in the nearby outpost, or they've missed a patrol. He's really hoping it's the former.

"Mmmm, hey, can you burn easily...?"