"I can't promise that I won't go insane, but it's unlikely." She smirked and picked up her cup, taking a sip then set it back down and gestured to the chair across from her, "So, if you're alright with that then that seat is all yours."
She laughed at that and shrugged, "I'm not really all that familiar with what Japanese names are common and uncommon. So, I can't really comment." She paused, "It is Japanese, right?" Normally Martha didn't assume anything, but she was almost positive that Mamoru was Japanese.