"Who are you calling a bratty little girl that can't even reach the potty without assistance?!"
Fleur became confused at this sudden change in attitude. Himeko had seemed like such a mature and well-manner girl, but now she was stomping and flailing her arms and throwing a tantrum like some spoiled child. It went on for some minutes before two Foxen women– likely her attendants– came in to soothe her. They hugged her from both sides and patted her back, and rubbed her head until she began to calm down. Whatever sort of seductive charm she had felt from this small girl had seemed to vanish.
Once Himeko had calmed down, her eyes seemed to gleam momentarily, and her personality did another 180. Fleur experienced another kind of confusion as she felt like she was looking at a mature woman. Her brain could hardly register that the person in front of her was a child.
