She should probably have done more than nap in the Sun Room (or so the nurse had told her several times), but really, gardening wasn't her thing and never had been. She might as well catch up with her sleep while she had the chance, instead of spending her time engaged in pointless activities which did no-one any good.

She did have plans for lunch however that she intended to see through. She hadn't really spoken with Kira, not one-on-one like it should have been. She'd only spoken with him while she'd been with Gin and that was probably the worst possible position that she could have been in.

She found a seat where she could watch the door and peered doubtfully down at her food. Fish, but covered in what looked like an oilier tempura batter. How strange.


[For Kira!]