After helping move the furniture downstairs, Namine had retreated upstairs to what would be her room to work on sketches for decorating ideas. It was interesting to draw laying on the floor rather than sitting at a table, and her dress was going to be dusty, but that wasn't the major issue of the moment. Of more concern was the limited number of colors and sheets of paper to work with. She'd need to buy more soon.

She was just putting the finishing touches on a drawing when Batty squeaked and flew down from his perch on a windowsill to tug at her hair before swooping out of the room. Curious as to what brought on the reaction, she stood, dusted herself off, and hurried to investigate--but not before he swooped back in to chitter at her as if wondering why she was so slow, then lead her downstairs.

Once there, she saw the reason for Batty's excitement. He rushed to greet Fluffy, and she smiled at their other visitor. "Hello, Ziva."