Nanako
"Quiet you," Nanako shot back to the sword, part of her finding the whole situation a bit surreal. Even with every weird thing that had happened in the past few days, a talking sword was still pretty up there.
She didn't relent in her grasp on the elf, instead hugging him tighter, pulling him deeper into her warm embrace and patting his head more vigorously.
"Whaddya mean? You looked like you could use a hug," she said, her tail flicking back and forth rapidly behind her, "Pretty simple if you ask me."