[Mikoto briefly tosses him a flat look, and motions for him to hold on a sec.

(w o w, they seriously thought he was female? d a n g...)

Thereafter, she walks up to the thugs, with her arms crossed. Arches an eyebrow, raising her head to maintain level eye contact. Her expression is disinterested.] Yeah. You need something?

[The ringleader--the guy who leans forward a bit to look down at her---grins toothily. "How 'bout you and that leggy babe with you join us for a good time?"

The other three guys snicker, nodding and murmuring. Mikoto stares, huffing.]

She's shy and doesn't speak Japanese. We'll pass, thanks----

[Before he knows it, Mikoto has grabbed his arm and shocked him. The other three gape as he falls to the ground, twitching. One pulls out a knife, but it's zapped out of his hand and he's shocked into submission as well. She smirks as the remaining two visibly recoil, faces agape in abject horror.]

You see, she's shy, but she's really skilled in self-defense. [She steps aside, motioning for Baroona to take the stage. She shrugs nonchalantly.] She's my other partner.

['Friend' is still too embarrassing to say in front of others tbh. Still, she tosses a mischievous grin Baroona's way.]