He nodded at Naminé's thanks, sitting down opposite her at the table. After a moment of relaxing, he leaned his elbows and forehead down, sighing.

"...they still don't have ice cream." This was still a pretty big concern, apparently. "Maybe we should just put in a request for it."

He stretched his legs under the table, giving a groan. "...actually, maybe not. I'll just get back in the habit of eating it every day."