"You make a pretty compelling point," Maya admits— admits?! that wasn't compelling at all— but it doesn't convince her she can just let him run off willy-nilly. After all, that's totally the kind of thing someone would say right before getting into a whole lot of trouble!

But Maya believes in heroes, and before her, this bright and shiny friend of hers is standing in a hero's garb. There's a part of her that is so, so jealous— and yet, so relieved.

This whole time, heroes have been so close by, haven't they?

"Well, if you're sworn to secrecy, I guess I am, too. But—"

Maya puts on a bold grin for her Kalim, and poses in an action stance— legs apart, fist at her side, and drawing an imaginary sword in a broad arc. Surely he recognizes one of the Steel Samurai's slick moves.

"Only if you promise you'll beat the bad guys and tell me all about it later!"