[There’s a fleeting but encouraging smile from her when Haru opts to take both. Her gaze lingers on the other girl for a moment, assessing her careful movements, before she reaches to grab the other pack of trail mix. She tears it open, pops a stale peanut into her mouth… and then exhales a weary sigh at the question.]

I wish I could say it would be to take some time to relax, do something fun…

[The smile returns, but it’s more rueful.]

Got a mission of my own I’ve gotta get back to, though. It can’t wait.