"Ah." Ami blinked in surprise and quickly scrubbed at her cheeks until she was satisfied that they were clean. She hunched her shoulders just enough so that she could inconspicuously hide behind her wide, high collar and conceal the blush she knew was trying to creep up. "It's okay; Uchiha-sensei packed fresheners, so you won't have to suffer." She made the delivery as dry as possible, in an effort to distract them from her moment of meekness. "I saw him pack them."
Her instructor's sudden lecture hadn't helped much with the bedlam of butterflies in her belly, but Ami wasn't planning on doing anything to disgrace her teacher, village, or self to begin with, so perhaps the impact was softened. She was a serious child by and large, so it wasn't as though she needed a reminder not to toe the line. Perhaps it was something all teachers had to do. Either way, it had been acknowledged with a short, pensive nod of assent.
Adela's little heart-to-heart was more unexpected. Ami reigned in the urge to headbutt her obviously well-intentioned senpai, because she wasn't being condescending the way others might when they knelt down to see eye to eye with Ami. She nodded again, this time more slowly, and after a short pause made one quiet correction:
"Ami."
It was as much a tacit admission of thanks as it was a request; if she addressed Ami by her surname, the clients were more likely to make jokes. A little girl being called 'big mountain' was a magnet for that sort of thing.
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Her instructor's sudden lecture hadn't helped much with the bedlam of butterflies in her belly, but Ami wasn't planning on doing anything to disgrace her teacher, village, or self to begin with, so perhaps the impact was softened. She was a serious child by and large, so it wasn't as though she needed a reminder not to toe the line. Perhaps it was something all teachers had to do. Either way, it had been acknowledged with a short, pensive nod of assent.
Adela's little heart-to-heart was more unexpected. Ami reigned in the urge to headbutt her obviously well-intentioned senpai, because she wasn't being condescending the way others might when they knelt down to see eye to eye with Ami. She nodded again, this time more slowly, and after a short pause made one quiet correction:
"Ami."
It was as much a tacit admission of thanks as it was a request; if she addressed Ami by her surname, the clients were more likely to make jokes. A little girl being called 'big mountain' was a magnet for that sort of thing.