A light shrug, a small and helpless rise and fall of her slim shoulders. She makes an agreeable enough hum in answer to that question rather than try to fake a shallow, redundant reply.

Part of Mami is grateful for Utena remaining where she is - as though they could pretend that a much more meaningful physical distance between them had never been broken. Another, less relieved part is frustrated and confused. That side of her is why Mami is fidgeting slightly, the reason for this nettled feeling taking over her nerves.

"Ah, I saw Amamiya-san and Madoka-san, and a few others I couldn't make out well enough to name."

She curls tighter into herself, a slow and painful tensing up. "What about you?"