Setsuna and Dream
Setsuna smiled softly, "Good, good. It must be reflexive at this point, but I am sure it still takes quite a bit of effort." she laid her hands on the blanket on either side of her, trying to find a way to be comfortable. It was warm, even with the cooler summer yukata, and she was wondering why they bothered with this, she could see Usagi spying on her, and it only made her self-conscious.
"I am pleased to hear that," she noted with a tilt of her head, "I never really understood American holidays, but I figured this was better of the options, I am not terribly fond of the food and do not like to seem impolite by not eating, here at least..." she trailed off with a small shrug,