Friends wouldn't be able to catch up for a little while. It was fine, but Yume now had a different concern after knowing how long that Anais had been in this world. Three hundred years was a long time to live, she should have been surprised the girl could even recognize and remember her. This was a magical world, but how much did one need to hang on to their own memory to not accidentally let go of someone they knew for less than a decade in their previous life?
Well, she'd ponder that question while someone apparently called Martha approached with the full intention of beating someone up. This was obvious even to someone as combat inexperienced as Yume. Anais seemed to be on high alert as if getting ready to move or surrender at a moment's notice. Tension seemed to be at an all time high, and Sakura was watching with rather wide eyes. Martha as she was called chuckled but it didn't necessarily seem like a happiness that reached the entirety of her face. "Yeah, that's probably not going to be a thing that..." Her sentence came to a close a bit prematurely. Actually, she'd done the worst thing she could have. She decided after scanning the group that Charles was the target to take but, in so doing Astolfo would easily do the thing he was always going to do. He broke the tension. In this case, he was rubbing himself against her backside and fondling her chest while greeting her. "Asta, cut it out. It's been years and while you aren't on the list you're definitely ruining my entrance here~" she chimed. Ah and what had been a fist twitching and ready to strike became some well spaced almost tickles to remove the handsy French man from her person.
While this took place Anais maintained a bit of curiosity and since she'd recently become quite used to asking questions as they appeared in her head, she had one for her friend. "Yume, was he like that over there too?" she wondered absently. "Hm, well he's more like the guy who gives the rocking hugs, not enough to be completely weird, but enough that if you thought he was out to get in your pants you'd question it. He's nowhere near as handsy as you though..." she mentioned to elafia, who had nothing but a reddened face as she came to remember some rather strange behaviors of hers. "We're not talking about that..." she countered quickly.