The fire dances, it's flame lighting up the circle around it as small embers erupt into the sky, only to fall again. The fish on his stick darkens as it cooks. Though Nezumi will never admit it, the food here is a treat. There's not been a day that he's gone hungry, a day he's had to be creative about food.

"Why would she appreciate a stranger coming to her party?"

He nearly says 'I came for you' if only to not seem too nice, but then he realizes that answer is too nice in itself. Instead, he quickly changes his answer.

"Do you throw parties for everybody, or only for adopted sisters?"