Hano, a bundle of clothing clenched in one hand, ascends the stairs. She deposits the hoodie on her dresser, gives a "Hello." to RC should they be in the room, and goes back into the lounge to stretch out on a couch.

RC returns Hano's wave, tinkering with their little car-thing. There are tools all over the bed, along with a "Gear, do not touch" sign. Gear stands outside the room looking desperately like she wants to touch the tools.

Chi-Chi wipes her mouth and says, "Food." She purses her lips, looks off tot he side in thought. "Nuuuu, ah... Boo-ee. Nuuu Boo-eee give food."

"Oh yeah," RC says. "I was gonna go to that."
"Oh, me too!" Gear chirps excitedly and dashes to her room. With Gear out of sight, RC promptly gathers and hides the tools.

"I'd like to come." Hano rolls over and stands up. "It's getting late, so I was planning to have a climb later... but I'd like to see what happens at a shindig." She retrieves her two daggers and slides them into her belt, remarking "I guess I should try to find something better than these daggers at some point... back home, fighting was mostly hit-and-run, so it was useful to have small weapons."

Sarah nods to Hano and says, "I could make you a pistol, if you like. It's what I use. Keeps the agility but adds a big bit of extra oomph to when you're fighting."