If only the targets of his ire really understood what it meant to be on the wrong end of his spear. (Or butt. There are certain goings on in the Western Highlands that will forever stick with her.) Her gaze remains on Estinien and she only lifts one brow and then the other at his observation.

"Mmm, the welcome was more...well, welcome last time."

She takes a quick sweep of the room and for better or for worse, G'raha is no where to be found, nor to pick his brain for appropriate summoning techniques. Though it does bring a new question to the forefront of her mind. Himeka looks down, brining her knuckles to her chin for a moment.

"...Could this mean that you've been accidently pulled with me?"

She looks up again, eyes widening.

"Is this another Shard? How long have you been here?"