Kitsune chuckled at Shadow's question and observation. For a moment she became the fox, standing white-furred and twin-tailed where she'd been, with a tiny girl sitting on her shoulder. "I don't have to do anything. What I do, I do because I want to."
Then it was just her again, black suited and masked, with no fox sidekick at all.
"And you don't really know how old I am. But even if you're right, lets keep in mind that I fought Professor Von Kittenkiller in single combat, and knocked him down. And he could see through my..." she waves a hand and little cartoon characters flickered in the air above her fingers for a moment. "...my thingies. So it was a terrible matchup, but I won anyway. Tell me how young I am."
Before she could go any farther, the computer spoke up, and the fox-mask scowled.
"Gosh, I sure hope not. New Centurions? Really?"
Kitsune sighed. "Yeah, it's probably for us. Go ahead."