Squirt? [Her voice cracked as her pitched heightened for just a moment. Tilting her head up to look at him. Then she huffed, adjusting her feet(and those inch thick soles), stood a little bit straighter. Like an extra few millimeters would make her 'not a squirt'.
She kept scowling from under the brim of her hat.]
🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪
She kept scowling from under the brim of her hat.]
My name is Naoto Shirogane, and you would be?
[Welp, concern gone.]