[ She hesitated, having expected someone as gleaming and powerful as this guy to be all for saving the downtrodden. Well, no skin off her back, she definitely wasn't suited for it, and she agreed with him that Yukito wasn't either. Even if he threw a mean pot. Maybe this spirit was only interested in keeping him alive, rather than doing what Yukito wanted?

The key thing was, she didn't want to be here any more than he did. ]

There's a big hall in the tallest tree. That's where everyone rests. [ So the probability of at least one fighter being there was much higher, she hoped. She frowned. Okay, she wanted to get out of here, but she also... probably owed Yukito a favour, what with his looking after her and all. So she squared up. ] Mister, if you can fly and slay monsters, why haven't you been helping? Mister Yukito was, and he just had a stick.