I guess it doesn't matter too much what we're called, in the end. I'm a little curious, but not enough to really feel like worrying about it. I didn't even know there was a library here.

[She taps a slender finger on her chin, glancing up at Klan-- it's weird having to look up at her, but not as far up as she might have in her real form back home.] Have you met Konoha? Lovely girl; usually part horse. She's human right now, and I think she's getting used to walking on two legs.