Thankfully for Hanako, the people walking around the community center had scattered to fewer units since she walked into the library, inflicting less stress on her tense mind. Having put the books inside a bag, she's trying to match Viola's pace as they walk, but the mention of dinner is like a signal for her stomach to remind her of how empty it got because she spent hours without eating.

With a little curl of her lips, she gives a slow, hesitant nod.

"I'm n-not against it," she says softly. "Where sh-should we head to?"