Naminé quietly pulled up a chair (was she allowed to move them? but if she wasn't, the winged man wasn't objecting...) and did her very best to listen to Sonic's entire story. Apparently it would pay for her meal, too, which was a relief, and so it was only polite that she pay attention.

... Even if, well, she didn't understand everything he was talking about. But she was trying!

Right at the end, though, the roar from the kitchen made her squeak and jerk bolt upright in her chair, where she froze, not taking her eyes off the furious-looking woman in the kitchen doorway.

Shouldn't be here shouldn't be here-