[ Sighs at him, but if he wants to keep standing like a weirdo while they talk, she can't stop him. Her foot is hurting her too much to join him. She shifts it, and breathes through a wince.

Running around on a broken heel with no painkillers and no real heed for your own safety sure doesn't make for clean, easy healing.

Xion will look ahead, bracing her heels on the wood of the porch. Pluto nuzzles at her wrist. ]

The homestead... that's a good idea. I can't get there very quickly, but maybe I'll go this week.

[ Soft, and thoughtful. ]

Hey, Shinnosuke... how much have you thought about playing the game?

[ this

is probably why she wanted to talk to him. ]