A soft chuckle and a nod followed the comment of talking. Yes, she supposed it would be easier if the Bijuu talked to their host, but while she didn't know much about actually being a Jinchuuriki, she could only assume it wasn't inclined to talk to the person that was its prison. "Not because of that. You're special because we're family. That means something; we can't live together in Konoha, but that doesn't mean we can't be a clan together," she stated, allowing a bit of her bias to slip into the conversation. "If we could live in the same place, though, I'd help you train every day." Another large bite of noodles, and the conversation moved again, speaking of the prejudices from her academy days. At this, Ameya paused, slowing her chewing as she tried to imagine it. Of course, she had been a bit outcast in the Land of Wind, but they did not literally call her a monster. Picked on and outcast a little, but definitely not that level of hatred.
"If they knew, and they only made fun of you for it, they were scared," she stated. Feeling that resentment, that wish for Ahri to have had a better time - to have had proper family to care for her, to back her up, Ame's eyes flashed red for just a moment. "Don't worry. They recognize something they don't understand, but I do. I understand very well, for I, too, walk as a lion amongst sheep. One day, when you've learned to harness your power, they won't call you a monster like that." She chewed again, sitting up straight, and swallowing with a superior look on her face. "They'll whisper it in your wake, when they think you can't hear."
_________________All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach