"My point is that I'm telling you this because you deserve to know. Everyone in this city deserves to know," you say. "And I would be shouting it from the rooftops if I thought it would work. But I don't know how far Kyuubey's permissivity will stretch before it starts clamping down. So... yeah."
"I see," Ichiro says.
"Papa..." Hitomi says, sipping calmly at her cup of tea. "You should already know she's not like that by now." The look she shoots you over the rim of her cup is nothing less than smug. "What you see is what you get."
"I know, sweetheart," Ichiro says.
"... hey," you say. You vaguely feel like you should be insulted, but you're also pretty sure Hitomi was defending you.