Setsuna and Dream
"She's quite the clumsy one, isn't she?" He knew Usagi a little. At least, he knew what she dreamed about, but he had known the teenager to be very clumsy at times. It was no wonder she failed at spying.
His sister, on the other hand, was much better. He knew she was around but she was less conspicious than Usagi. For now, he simply ingnored her.
"I suppose," he nodded. He kind of admired her willingness for doing the job, even if he didn't agree with it. "And good," he said just before the first firework had exploded.