Ito-san usually has the best catch. If we paid him a visit, I'm sure he'd take proper care of us.

[ Tugging her midriff over her head, she takes a moment to adjust it, then reaches into the closet to pluck a particular pair of shorts out to take with her to the small dresser she keeps. Dressing should only take her a moment, really, and she's eager to get moving now that she's out of bed. ]

Maren-chan dropped some salmon rice balls off for us, too. We could take them to go and be at the market in a half hour. What d'ya think?

[ She wonders about that. This, all of this, feels natural between them to her; and yet, it's different from the old days in so many ways. New, even, and the thought sees her heart skip a beat for her increasing anticipation. What sort of adventure will they live today? She's ready to experience it at his side and it's to his side she'll be stepping with her socks in one hand whilst she reaches with the other to loop her fingers around a couple of his with a little tug. Maybe lean down so she doesn't have to jump to give him a kiss? That's the fond suggestion. ]