[Oh, Mami you are just the most precious thing. Yukiko's smile widens into a grin and she leans back in her seat, watching the golden-eyed blonde for a moment before answering.]

He thinks you're pretty great. And he enjoys your company. Also, you're a good teacher. And...[A weak laugh.] he's glad that you're teaching me to fight better. He seemed worried I was going to fry him on accident or something.

[A beat, and she adds casually, because it's an obvious thing for her too. Mami is pretty.]

And that you're quite pretty.