"I’m so touched that you’re taking the time to seek out little old me! You already know my name, so I’m saved the trouble of introducing myself. What a start!" The girl’s smile is unnaturally wide, looking as if it would spring off her face at any moment.
New people are so fun to play with. They always are.
"So I’ll be polite! Who are you?"
"… Just because I know your name does not mean I know who you are…" Yuuka mumbled with her steady smile, raising an eyebrow at the excitable girl. Truly, all she knew of her was a name, carried on the leaves of trees rustled by the wind. They did not grant her any further information. But she’d probably get more information eventually.
"Myself? You may simply know me as Yuuka Kazami," she answered with a curtsy, holding her parasol steady over her shoulder as she did so. The flower being moved with a fluid grace, even as she straightened herself up to look at the blonde. But no matter how she moved, her eyes, piercing red and glowing hotly, never strayed from the eyes of Nui.
"Oh, you don’t?" She giggled, taking a step forwards. "Even then, I’m sure you’ll be fun as anyone else, right?" She leaned on her own parasol, still smiling gleefully.
So that’s her name. Strange. She exerts a sense of… authority. But I’ve never seen a name like that on any record. “Yuuka Kazami, it’s a pleasure! I’m Nui Harime, as you know—” She paused to open her own parasol, twirling it before resting it on her shoulder in precisely the same fashion as the other.
"—And Grand Couturier of REVOCS Corporation!" Yuuka’s red gaze met her own, and Nui held it, unfazed, saying nothing as she returned the curtsy.