So much for that. It wouldn't be good to see someone as useful, no matter how much his brain wanted to skip to those kinds of thoughts. This wasn't the year he spent in a black coat trying to protect his friends. His friends were here, and Riku's behavior was tempered. Still, the fact that he had to suppress the thought was enough. He wondered how much she would tell him, anyway. Maybe there would be something good.

"What were you doing?" Nosy, sure, but he didn't care. He could ask her thoughts on places here, and get a direct response. Of course, he realized he didn't know how long she'd been there so far. Maybe he could ask that in a moment.