Hasibe watches the sushi piece die a second death at the end of Jules' chopstick, and then refocuses on her own meal. She considers the question, using eating as an excuse for a temporary lull on her end. She also exchanges a glance with Ilde. When she does speak, it's casual--she doesn't really know if she's properly afraid of most things, which is residual from her ancestry in ways she doesn't fully understand, but she does know who the threats are.

"There are certain organizations here in Baedal," she says, South Carolina island drawl thickening there, "of whom I do not approve."