Who: Renju, Kei. What: Conversation and, ideally, information. When: Late afternoon, after movie night discussion. Where: Butterfly House common room. Why: Because.
Renju had not expected life to be quite so... well, peaceful after they'd escaped the clutches of the angels. The Butterfly House was perfect for them, fulfilling all their needs and desires, and even Renju had succumbed for a time to the overwhelming need to unwind. Though the garden was not quite the same as hers, she found it calming, and spent most of her time there or in her room losing herself in pursuits that were, for once, not school or Paradise.
But it hadn't taken her long to grow restless, and start thinking again of the world outside. The spires outside her window would not let her forget for long, after all. Even with that, though, it had been Kei who finally pushed her into action, albeit indirectly. The mere mention of an "after" had been enough to trigger a cascade of dark thoughts, and a sense of gloom that took some time to lift.
When it did, she found herself in the common room, gazing through the largest of the windows there, at the sun glittering off crystal. It wasn't time to strike yet, true, not according to Raphael--but there still had to be something that could be done in the meantime...