~The Eastern Dreamland~

"Ah… little Tokiko. What would you like to play?"

"Aah, Keine! You're the best, anything that Keine wants to play is fine by me!" Tokiko nodded, suddenly looking overly exited. 

"MARISAAAAA!"

" 'ey Keine, what'cha yellin' for?" Don't play innocent, Marisa.

What does he mean “I don’t remember allowing in”? He wasn’t there when Remilia hired the guard and the maid, so it sounded strange.

"My my, now that you're here it would be rude of me to back out, now wouldn't it? Don't pretend to know me, little one.. I've never seen you before. And of course you wouldn't remember letting them in, you've never set your foot here before. Who are you? A thief? A lousy attempt of an attack from the outside?" 

"I wonder who it could be.. I hope it’s not Marisa. For her own sake.."

"…I would ask, though… are you aware of any others like you… say, other iterations of yourself…?" He seems to be aware of something interesting then, as he keeps scribbling into his Tome in a blend of archaic german and czech…

"Have you..?" She asked in a nervous voice, looking up at the cloaked man with a slightly scared gaze. Yes, she might be a rather.. 'powerful' youkai, but she could still be scared! Which tend to happen quite alot, sadly..

"I dunno either! But do ya know anyone who's really really powerful n' all? Like, do you have an owner?"

"Ah so there’s nothing I really need. Consider this me being surprised by how welcoming of a hostess you’re being." It’s a pity, no one else is this polite to the sage when she comes to visit. Her fault though, for being a butt to most people.

"I do insist in getting you some tea, though. What kind do you fancy, if you don't mind me asking?"