It had taken her awhile to recover from her rather delicate condition, what with losing her bracelet and having dealt with her worst fears, and now Maribelle was in the process of getting her bearings back. Quite a lot had occurred in her absence, much to her chagrin, and here she was, faffing about as though she were some neophyte. Really, the entire thing was horribly grating, not to mention undignified.

And then she saw Adachi, and she walked right up to him, aiming a hard slap in the general direction of his face. She planned to leave it at that, of course.