Namine isn't sure if her roommates are home right now - the main areas have sounded... quiet. Now would be the best time to leave her room.

Quietly, on bare feet, the Memory Witch wandered out of her room with a spare bedsheet carefully wrapped and tied around her like a dress. It was not the best, but it worked. She is grateful that she's learned this from Kairi.

Her ruined white dress is held in her hands, and she's putting it in the sink. She doesn't know what she's doing, but she has to figure something out. This was her only set of clothes...