"Who?" he inquired almost immediately, but a short breath prior to the response created a sensible break in proceedings.

Although Dean wouldn't confess as much, her answer was basically the closest to faultless as it was gonna get. His body visibly relaxed, features no longer blank or resolute but revealing a general interest in the girl he was addressing. He hastily stole a bite of the meal in front of him, sights darting straight back up to maintain a level of eye contact with Miku. He was keen to sustain reasonable poise during their first meeting. Wasn't inclined to have her faith in him be shot to pieces, after all.