Apparently, Yugi had been to the Luofu recently enough and claimed the mention and usage of Starskiffs was high, likely due to their recency. "Ara? Might have to stop through, it might be time for the War Dance if they are that popular~" Kimiko stated. It was always worth stopping through to see certain events, and that one was one of her favorites for its fanfare. As Kimiko and Yugi remained in orbit of each other, their discussion of the Pluto Pair's situation was something that Yugi obviously found annoying regardless of relative ease. "Definitely have to finish the explanation. And calling him an infant might be rude to the infants. He's more an egg at this point, with only a little crack in it," Kimiko stated almost objectively. There was always a bit of spunk missing from that one, a bit of grit, a bit of intuitiveness as she saw it. Such a thing had her hiring a second person to cover part of his duties and it seemed his wife had technically done the same thing as well. While Yugi floated off breaking the comfort of their orbit, Kimiko allowed her eyes to shift around quite a bit. Number of Wises was on a steady decrease while Makima could only chuckle, "Of course, I wouldn't waste an request.. or an opportunity," she claimed, as she turned to look at Arthur. He'd be speaking again soon and she wondered what he'd have to say. Instead of using the metaphor of infants or eggs, she'd call him an untrained dog. Maybe even a puppy whose eyes hadn't opened just yet. It seemed by Makima's own observations his eyes were at least taking in the light now, but it was blinding. He wasn't processing well the information that his wife had been deeply sexually active with various other individuals to fix her spiritual needs which he would not or could not do on his own, whichever was actually the case. As for the question posed to Zmeya she looked up from her position of comforting affection she was receiving at the hands of her best friend and gave a brief pause. Though her head wasn't filled with voices like Miko's she had a pretty reasonable understanding of her other selves through a different kind of sensation. "Yesss, that isss it. Ssshe was the last hold out. Myssself and the center were the firssst to pull away..." she explained the situation. As for what Arthur actually offered, Zmeya strangely knew, that the version of her who'd grown up on Alaya, had a certain human sentimentality which required emotional support. It wasn't that it couldn't be found elsewhere, but that she preferred it from Arthur. And she saw herself as protecting him from how bad the world could be, to be comforted and needed was a different sort of experience for that one... one she'd not been keen to let go of, even at the risk of all others within her form.
Meanwhile, Mami was given more information by Hiroshi, but she wasn't using it to process anything specific. No, he spoke of his placement being one for the growth and future of this place not a simple matter of him being too smart for this particular job. 'Sou ka, so... she started in on him and now he is putting his all into keeping up the store, even though it's well beneath him...' Mami thought. It was such an easy to see manipulation as she watched Rita move around the store taking notes and looking at a couple of common spots for the cameras she could already see. Oh well, places like this needed theft prevention, but by Mami's own logic Rita was definitely hovering and insecure. "Well, no one would say no to a raise. Doing my part while working here is only fair..." Mami said, with rehearsed casualness. Such was normal for what the older types wanted to hear from the 'youth'. Whatever else he was thinking of, there was obviously something going on here. She'd get to the bottom of it eventually and figure out how to leverage it for herself later. For now, she would be learning how to put together some soup, but not before an utterance about her nutrition or lack thereof. A sharp shift, made her lower her head and continue eating instead of answering immediately, if only because she was mentally furious for a moment, 'I can't believe he said that! Does he think I'm under developed? Any normal person would look that way compared to cow-tits fat ass over there...' she thought for a moment. After finishing the soup she could only shrug it off, looking up again with her more normal and innocent demeanor. "I'm a college student, we eat what we can most times. But I appreciate the sentiment. As for your explanation, are we just putting things into the pot in a specific order? I don't really have cooking experience but that doesn't seem too difficult..." she mused willing to at least look like the active participant if it would keep this man from prying into the state of her mind or commenting about her physical form. Time would pass as she tried to follow his instructions and do what was necessary, what the result of that would be after the prep-time was... yet to be determined.