As she watched, Ayumu absently twisted her hair into a knot at the nape of her neck, securing it in place with a pen she'd pulled from her coat pocket. There was still nothing to give her much of an idea as to who or what Kenshin was, apart from the generalities - and most of those she'd picked up just from his mannerisms.

At this point, she likely wouldn't be able to get any more information from the men unless she got one of them alone. Robin would probably be best; it seemed he'd be easier to work with, and could at least verify some of the fact about the situation. Once the boys were done playing, then.