Riss' Quarters

Not just antlers then, by the way she's acting. Or maybe she has a hole in her pants or something, although I doubt she'd be so bashful about it to me if that were the case. Misha considers calmly. Oddly enough, her time alone has left her feeling more... rational, she supposes, than she's felt since waking up.

"So what's behind your back that you don't want to share? It's okay if it's a surprise or something." She still doesn't get up off the cushions, but her eyes track Riss across the room while one hand moves close to where Mimi is laying asleep. Maybe she won't wake her just yet.