For a long moment, it was difficult to read Kisa's expression. There was clearly a lot more going on here than she knew, and real studying was likely to be a losing proposition.

But she smiled softly, kindly, and nodded, taking the other chair. The bag was set down on the floor, away from the pair, and her focus was on Miyume rather than the book. "I can understand that. There are a lot of things in society that can be complicated. What do you need help with?"