"How has she been doing?"

"Well, she could be better."

"What do you mean? She's not being disrespectful is she?"

"Perhaps a bit. She seems to want to keep to herself. She has ways of pushing people away from her."

"My apologies. I promise you, she is not as cold as she may seem. She's actually quite kind and sweet when she wants to be, but often times her immaturity gets in the way."

"I don't think its immaturity…more like insecurity."

"I suppose. If that is the case, then she's likely to lighten up once she feels she has nothing to hide."

"I hope you're right about that."

After exchanging goodbyes, Tiedoll ended his phone call with Tsamo. Tiedoll understood how much his old friend missed having his apprentice around. Several times, he'd offered to put Silverton on the phone so Tsamo could talk to her, but every time he had, the Sage refused. "She needs to be independent. She needs to learn how to make decisions for herself." Tsamo would always say. "She's afraid to make friends with different people. I think it would be best for her to overcome those fears on her own."

Silverton pondered. "Anything I want?"

"That's right! Anything you want!" Jerry stated from behind the counter with a welcoming smile.

From what she'd noticed, people didn't give her much grief anymore for her situation with Lenalee. Sure, they weren't exactly fond of her, but they didn't bother saying anything to make it known.

Silverton peeked over her shoulder at her samurai friend, who was sitting alone in the dining hall eating soba noodles. She remembered the delicious flavor they had from when she first ate them with Kanda. She looked back to Jerry, who patiently awaited order. "I don't know what it's called, but can I have what Kanda is having?"

"Sure, hun! One order of soba noodles coming right up!"

A few minutes later, Jerry handed Silverton her tray. She walked over to the table Kanda sat at and poked his cheek.

Caught off guard, he snapped his head around, ready to scold whoever was trying to irritate him. He slowly calmed himself when he laid eyes on the brunette smirking at him. "Oh, it's just you. What do you want?"

"To sit here." She answered as she sat beside him.

Any other time, he wouldn't have minded, but a part of him would rather she sat somewhere else. He knew if Daisya saw them sitting together, that idiot would make some smart-ass comment about Kanda 'putting the moves on her.' He glanced over at the girl's tray. She was eating the same thing he was. "Hey," he said, interrupting her slurping. "Are you copying me?"

She swallowed the noodles in her mouth. "You know, I almost didn't order this because I had a feeling you'd say something like that. But, then…" she took a large mouthful of noodles and spoke at the same time. "…I thought, 'Fuck that! I do what I want, Biotch!'"

Kanda rolled his eyes and continued eating. Then, he heard a voice he most definitely did not want to hear.

"Hey there, Kanda! I'm not interrupting you two lovebirds, am I?" Daisya teased as he sat across from them. Judging by the fact that he didn't have a tray of food with him, he was only there to irritate them.

Silverton choked on her noodles and coughed. "Lovebirds? Where the hell did you get that idea?"

Daisya stroked his chin with a cocky smirk. "A guy as perfect and flawless as I am can tell. You don't gotta hide it around me, honest!"

Kanda held Mugen to the hooded man's throat. "Keep talking, and I'll raise your voice a couple of octaves."

In truth, Kanda couldn't imagine himself falling for her, or for anyone, for that matter. He had to admit, she had admirable qualities, but none that would take that kind of effect on him. She was just a close friend whose company he enjoyed…most of the time at least. But at times like these, he wished she would sit with Miranda.

"Well, obviously you aren't as perfect and flawless as you seem to think," Silverton said to Daisya. "Because you're wrong about the whole 'lovebirds' thing."

Daisya smirked deviously. "That right? Then why are you always together? I bet the two of you have been doing stuff 'behind the scenes', haven't you?"

Silverton's eyes narrowed viciously. "What are you trying to say, Bell Boy?" She growled. "If you honestly think I'd stoop that low, you're sadly mistaken."

"What? You've got the body for it!" the hooded man winked at her.

Her eye twitched with irritation. "You're gonna get kicked in your bells if you don't shut the hell up! I'm not here for your entertainment."

Kanda rubbed his temple and grunted out of annoyance. "Why don't you find someone else to bother, Daisya?! I'm not in the mood!"

General Tiedoll peeked into the dining hall where his disciples were interacting with one another. His black golem perched itself on his shoulder as it aimed straight for the female. He spoke into the golem quietly, "As you can see, she's a little rough around the edges, but I think she will do just fine as an exorcist. Stop worrying so much, Tsamo. She'll be just fine here. She's even made a few friends, from what I've noticed."

Tsamo's voice silently emanated from the golem, "I'm glad my apprentice is doing okay. I'm sorry to be such a bother to you, Froi."

"Don't worry about it, it was no trouble at all. In fact, it warms my heart to know how much you care about her well-being. I fully intend to train her to the best of my ability until she is a top notch exorcist. In fact, Chief Komui Lee and I have begun planning to take her out on her first mission. Have some confidence in her Tsamo."