"I do?" Svana asked, turning to face Keiko. "But my hair is more like dad's, and my eyes are lighter than both oy my parents' eyes in either form." she tilted her head to one side.
"You have the same body type, same mouth, and I can just... tell. In a way that's not completely based on looks, you're not unlike your mom. I can see her sitting there where you are and watching the sunset just like you are now without much effort."
"No, no... I'll get something on my way to work. I have to walk there, you know. That's why I don't wear my uniform to work anymore. Boys and their hormones, you know? They see a woman in a traditional waitress dress and they think it's something dirty." Keiko rolled her eyes.