[ Straightforward, as she was. She tweaks a smile that he can't see but may be able to sense through the link. This ineffable sixth sense. The same one that helps her tell him apart from the other robed figures, taste the idea of him without seeing his face. She's just putting a name to a feeling. ]
It's Misato.
[ She leans in, close enough to seem conspiratorial, wanting to turn this into a shared joke between them regardless of the initial hostility. ]
!!!!!!
It's Misato.
[ She leans in, close enough to seem conspiratorial, wanting to turn this into a shared joke between them regardless of the initial hostility. ]
Were you working hard or hardly working?