...Thank you. That's really very kind of you.

[She smiles down at her knees, feeling oddly warm and happy. There's just something very maternal about Lailah, and it inspires a mild hint of nostalgia. Akane has no memory of her parents, but in her subconscious, that feeling was still there.]

Maybe I should. I got so worked up, I don't think I'll be able to make much progress today.

[Standing to her feet, she brushes the grass off of the back of her purple sweater dress.]

I'm Akane, by the way. It was nice to meet you.