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Mimi proved herself—more or less—the moment she saved Otohime from that creep at Onigashima, and somehow kept up with her pride after she learned to accept Otohime's existence.
The latter could now see Mimi as more than some wench who loved to ruin lives for fame. She definitely saw the little pinkette as a person, but saying she was a friend might have been bad on her part.
With a sigh, Otohime hesitantly retrieved her hand from the doorknocker as she turned away. Mimi left her in pieces years before; who's to say she wouldn't do it again?