[It's probably, in the end, a good thing that Omori wasn't able to ask these questions. Things such as charm and excitement would have been lost on her. And Kirika doesn't know where she really came from, herself.]

[That doesn't inherently stop a conversation from starting as she finishes killing the last person in the hotel inside her mind. It's that moment when she finds the correct words for what she felt earlier. But that's for later.]

"What's your name ?" [She asks, perhaps bluntly.]