[It is something of an accomplishment, considering how rarely it happened before she ended up in Cerealia. There's a part of her - and that part tends to lurk quietly in the corners of her expression and behind her eyes - that is always sad, maybe always will be sad. She needs all the smiles she can get; perhaps the irony of it is that they're that much more sincere for it. Joy, for a girl like her, is something to be savored.]

I wouldn't say otherwise.

[Or she hasn't had any proper proof to suggest it, so far. It remains to be seen. Her brows do raise at the pause, a pair of short blinks the outward sign of her recognition that Shiho cut herself off, but Naminé's expression eases again readily enough. Shiho probably just remembered something, right? Good thing Naminé doesn't know what.]

Well, that's alright if you don't...! Or if you'd just like to bring one next time. You can describe them to me instead, if that's not too much trouble...? [-- Ah, perhaps she should ask,] Are they someone who's in the city, or--?