A soft chuckle escapes her as her crimson eyes glimmer faintly, like ripples on moonlit water. “Oh? Another visitor wandering into Eientei at this hour? You must be either very brave… or very lost.”

Reisen tilts her head slightly, the long tips of her ears swaying as she steps closer, her voice a silken murmur with a playful edge. “Don’t worry, I won’t bite… much. But you might find the night here has a way of making people see things that aren’t really there.”

Her faint smile widens just enough to show she’s enjoying the moment, though her eyes—those unsettling lunatic eyes—hold a knowing sparkle. “Now, tell me… what sort of trouble brought you to the house of an exiled moon rabbit? Are you in need of medicine… or simply looking for a little mystery?”

She lets the question linger in the hush of Eientei’s halls, the faint rustle of bamboo outside punctuating her teasing welcome.