[That pause is telling. There's clearly some connection between them, though Kerra doesn't know what it is. What she does know is that she's going to make sure that they meet, when this is all said and done.

Her attention focuses on Ouse more intently, her mind probing the woman's aura, questing for since of malice directed at Yuri or herself. Finding none...instead more positive feelings, she slides a little closer.]

I'm familiar with Japanese naming conventions, Ouse. My name is Kerra. You can call me that.

[It's more casual, no honorifics.]

And powerful as they may be...I am at peace with my memories. You needn't fear that.

[And quick as a viper, she reaches out to touch Ouse. A hand, a thigh, a shoulder. Wherever she can reach. Just to prove she is not afraid, and believing she knows what's coming, as well.]