I look forward to watching the development that Kongou is certain she isn't, and won't be, having. (Though I doubt she'll find it at all amusing or pleasant, more like irritating or even horrifying; like some hellish blend of creeping insanity and a virus program, slipping into and corrupting her well-regulated thoughts, manifesting when she least expects/is prepared to deal with it.)

Also, the interaction between her and Maya reminded me hilariously of a certain other (former) alien invader and their strange, excitable assistant.