[Meditation, is it? She'd been wandering through the butterfly pavilion herself, simply enjoying the sights and sounds when a familiar figure seated upon the ground has caught her attention. Seiji seems to be deeply concentrating, so the young woman won't disturb him as she quietly picks her way closer.]
[Soundlessly, she sits as well, crossing her legs and allowing her eyes to close. Well, why not? Meditation sounded relaxing at this point in time--and it wasn't as though she'd be bothering him if she kept quiet, right?]