She says she's no longer that sweet little girl he met a few times now... But there is something about her that still reminded her of her younger self after all, she might not be as different.

Only she really is, isn't her? Atem's eyes widen momentarily as he watches her go though his umbrella, finally noticing she's not wet in the slightest. He keeps his eyes on her for as long as he can, as if he were trying to figure her out. But all at once he brings himself to a halt, or those thoughts anyway; she doesn't seem bothered by him forgetting and if his heart is telling him that she's a friend regardless... He shouldn't worry about it.

"For now? Are you planing on changing it again some day?" He jests, albeit his question holds real curiosity.