[ Naminé's hands hover at her sides, her mouth round as she regards the box with bated breath to see if it'll hold. It seems to be doing well so far, although she can't help feeling as though she ought to help more, somehow. For fear of inadvertantly making things harder, though, she refrains for the moment, and keeps her hands to herself. ]

Well--

[ Stealing actually isn't something that's on her mind at the moment; no, she's coming up with worst (and best, but mostly worst) case scenarios for all the options she can think of. Teeth catching her lip, she hesitates. ]

... It doesn't feel right to just leave it somewhere. But-- I'm not sure carrying it around would be a good idea, either. Is there anywhere... safer?

[ Safe for the robot or safe for potential victims of said robot? Come on, Naminé. (The box continues to rattle with angry machine. It does not appear to be giving up. If nothing else, it's quite determined.) ]