Rudeness tended to roll off Mikazuki like water off a turtleduck's back-unless he was looking for a fight, which right now he wasn't.

"I'm Mikazuki." He put his hands in his pockets, still smiling easily. "You have a pretty name, big sis Nabooru."

He might have been trying to flirt. He didn't expect her to take it seriously, but what the hell. It was a lovely day.