Chisaki tilts her head to one side, swallows another tin of sardines (you hear a faint crunch from the metal), and then replies.

"Well, the notice implies they'll come and get us when we need to leave. And it seems like a rest day. So little need for strict timetable. Temeka is sleeping still. She was very tired." The little cat licks her lips with the patented delicateness of her facade. "So!" She polishes off another can, and then jumps onto Makoto's shoulder, curling around the back of her neck. "If you're done, we could go outside! I looked out the window and it's a beautiful day!"