Itsuki is acutely aware, when Parley barely makes it into the house that morning, that there is someone here that ordinarily shouldn't be. Of course, she also is very much aware that they've got the daughter of a family friend coming to say with them, and the suitcase is a pretty obvious tell. So she doesn't get in the way or say anything, just letting Parley set up shop and take a good long nap.

That afternoon is another matter; she's just stepped out of the shower after training most of the morning, and she's in the middle of getting dressed. Her hair is only just not dripping, and she's dressed sufficiently in plain shirt and jeans that it's not really that much of an issue when her new houseguest passes by her. It's just a little bit of a surprise, though she recovers quickly and smiles, turing to Parley.

"Ah, you're the girl that was staying with us for a while, right? I saw you come in this morning, but I didn't want to bother you. It looked like you needed sleep a little more. Anyway, I'm Itsuki. Nice to meet you... um." She stumbles briefly; her grandfather hadn't called the girl anything other than Parley; was that a conscious choice?