At this, Kanan laughed, a low, pleasant sound; somehow, she'd managed to do it without really opening her mouth and showing her teeth. She also had not placed her fingers over her lips in the typical style of Japanese girl trying to stifle her laughter. She simply smiled. Now this, she was familiar with; back home at Meiyou Academy, she'd been the "prince" of the school, despite the fact that there had been actual males attending classes there. The girls seemed to have gravitated towards her unanimously, giving her chocolates on Valentine's Day; several of them had even been handmade.
The thought brought a memory back to her, and her smile faded somewhat. Even her only real female friend, Reyoko, had had a crush on her in the beginning... at least until Rey had stumbled across Kanan's secret. But the fact that the vocalist knew didn't seem to deter her from staring at Kanan when she thought the bassist wasn't looking. Quite honestly, Kanan thought it was cute, the way the girls confessed to her. It had been strange at first, certainly, especially since she'd been the sort to keep to herself with headphones plugged into her ears, sitting at her desk in the far corner of the room. She couldn't lie, though, and say that she didn't like the admiration, or that the little fan club some of the girls had started didn't amuse (and sometimes frighten) her.
But this wasn't the time or the place for homesickness. She wasn't going to get to return home for at least a month, and she figured she might as well suck it up and make the best of it. Kanan returned her attention to the conversation at hand, viciously shoving aside memories of her friends, her band mates, and her old life.
"Aa... Music," she managed, nearly tripped over her words. "... Do you like it?" She jerked her chin up, sending some longer strands of hair flying back, away from her face, and grinned her customary, crooked smile. "Because can show Kalah-san the best places to hear music... Eetto..." The bassist trailed off, forehead puckering in thought, as if something had occurred to her right then. "If Kalah-san likes Visual Kei, though. The best guide maybe if this is the case is not."
Kalah's translation of Brian's slang affirmed Kanan's guess, and she breathed a mental sigh of relief. Maybe this English thing isn't going to be so hard after all, she decided, completely oblivious to the sentence structure she'd employed a moment ago; it sounded ridiculous in English, but it was how she would have worded it in her native tongue, and it didn't occur to her to listen to the speech patterns when she attempted this new language. She nodded, silently agreeing with Kalah's assertion that the day was lovely and everything was fine, but before she could open her mouth to speak, their small group was approached by what appeared to be a teacher. She stared at him, incomprehension written all over her face at his words, but nodded politely nonetheless.