(( I remember you, Aya Kiryuu.... Owo ))
Yuni was sobbing, nearly hyperventilating, and Saria was laughing... This seemed odd, but it was readily welcomed. Shifting to a real hug, the Nekojin clung onto the elf woman as tightly as inhumanly possible. She just had to keep the acidic tears away from Saria. When they were back on their feet, Yuni still wanted to cling to Saria.
Her face fell at the question, orange ears folding against her slate hair. "The last one I saw was Chesire, and he's been gone for a long while..."
A knock at the door had Yuni sniffling to help stop her crying, letting go of Saria to wipe at her face. Buddy was holding up a tissue box, the helpful bugger. The tissue were blown into little fireballs every time she blew her nose. Bleary icy eyes blinked at seeing this newcomer, and Yuni made to go to the bar room to pick herself back together.