Maki wasn't the only one in the room with the same issues concerning rationality, but the Bride had seen it with her own eyes.

She took one of the cigarettes out of the pack. "The Norn - Skuld," she stated. Maki was one of the few she might actually consider a friend if she was asked, so her hesitancy in revealing the goddess' identity wasn't present. "Un-fucking-believable sight to watch a bunch of pipes, wood and cloth meld into this very nice katana."