Centorea managed to ask and answer a few questions of her own, but though she tried to give him her full attention, there was a part of her mind that was elsewhere. All this touching, all this aide... No, her fellow centaurs wouldn't have been this helpful! It was obvious what was happening!

Destiny had taken ahold of them both, and made it clear this was the man she would protect and serve! Who cared about paperwork and licenses to be a host? Destiny waited for no licences! The more time they spent together, the more enthused she became, her eyes lighting up. She would pay back all of his kindness with her loyalty and servitude.

With that in mind, Centorea began to take more notice of their surroundings. Japan could be a dangerous place... she'd have to make sure no one laid a hand on her master! From then on, she kept one hand on the hilt of her sword, ready to bring it out of its scabbard if need be.