"Woah really?" Was probably not the normal question to ask, but it slipped out anyway. "Like you're two bitter rivals...destined to keep fightin' and fightin' till one draws their last breath..." It was very dramatic, and she was definitely stowing the thought away to use in one of her stories. Maki kinda wanted an enemy or rival too, wouldn't it be cool? She thought so, at least, it didn't really...dawn on her how shitty it would be to have someone constantly trying to kill her and all.
Maki realised he'd asked a question, made a quiet oop noise under her breath before she stood up a little straighter, actually paid attention. Her paws were a lil cold, the snow was deep, the chill gnawing at her bones.