Normally, Emi was not nearly this talkative, but she decided that it was better to talk out loud than to think too hard about what she wanted to say around Mr. Get Out Of My Head. He would hear her anyway. "It must be so annoying. There really is no way for you to turn it off? Probably not, huh? Not like there's a switch for these things." She watched as he did a handstand and righted himself.
"I used to tell people it was my cat doing the weird things. She will appreciate not being blamed anymore." Sometimes Emika still instinctively wanted to burst out and say it was Cleocatra who moved or broke that thing, even though she knew it wasn't necessary anymore. "Do they think it's real? All the magic stuff? Or do they think it's just some regular stuff like normal sleight of hand?"
She eyed his hand suspiciously, never having been a big fan of physical contact, but the promise of a tour was tempting enough. Accepting his help, she joined him on the stage. "Alright, ready for the tour."