[ She makes a mental note to purchase a sandwich for the poor soul if she ever saw them again. And if she came into more vouchers by that time. Sacristy is an odd thing for a girl who'd grown up with so much. Who would have thought learning it would come in the form of war followed by a bizarre resort?

In quick succession she wiggles her ankles and glances into the deep pocket of Rinne's coat to see that the fruit skewers are still in tact. ]

I'm happy to report that both my fruit and I are in one piece. But [ There's a little bat of her eyelashes. ] all that running tired me out. I wouldn't say no to a little piggyback if you think you're up to it. I'll even share my fruit with you.