Re: UHHH YOU BOTH POSTED NEW TOPICS SO WHATEVER REPLY TO THIS ONE, FREAKS.
She had sat down a bit primly, her hands crossed over her lap, but that felt too formal, or too tense, and Kozue hated being formal and tense. After Obon, she'd had enough to last her a good long while; she relaxed, leaned back, and dangled her feet. Her toes just grazed the grass. It was comfortable—at least until Reizo started looking at her so very obviously.
"I was at the movies," she replied, after a brief pause, "and it's really cold there. They pump the AC way too much." Still, she picked at the sweater's knot, and wondered if she should have brought a big bag to stuff it into. It'd make her look less silly, maybe? Then, eyes shooting briefly to the topsicle stick now lying on the ground, "The topsicle cart is around here somewhere?"
She turned, hearing a soft sound, and watched as Misaki... jumped? on the rocks, Kozue supposed, trying to figure out the action and failing utterly. Then again, it was Misaki. Her brow furrowed slightly, and she glanced at Reizo again, wondering if he was seeing it too. "If I didn't know better, I'd think Aoi-san was going after the bread, too."
Then again, there was all that troubling, creepy bird symbolism in Paradise, and her bird-Persona. Maybe your Persona screwed you up like that from time to time and made you have weird cravings. She'd have to ask Kiriko if she was having any foxlike moods.