She sighs at the text, although the hint of a smile also shows. "Gotcha," she says a few taps on the phone later.

Sophie stands up, the sensation of being on her own two feet refreshing and appropriately grounding. She can do this. She, in a way, was born to do this.

"Very well. Don't get mad if I make other friends though, okay?" Rolling her shoulders, Sophie takes a deep breath. "Good night, Hikaru Shinta."