Teresa had caught a glimpse of Lelouch heading into the Arts & Crafts room after lunch and followed him. Now that the sedatives from this morning had worked their way out of her system, she remembered why she needed to talk to him. Left arm hanging almost limply down at her side, she came to a stop standing over him.

"Lelouch. You and I must speak." To the point. Her eyes strayed to the pink cranes and something flickered within them. Pink.