Aya was not sure what to think. Knowing Logan, she didn't really have to ask for the full story, not even for an explanation. As always, Aya stepped forward, and greeted her. ".....Aya Mizuri desu....." only the half of her sentence could be heard. "...Am I lucky?" She asked, looking at Mara with a confused look. "....I bet there were plenty of other "lucky" ones." She says, giggling, then pinching Logan's backside.