The more she looked at store windows, the more she was actually debating shopping. The mood just still wasn't quite right for Rena. However thoughts of shopping as she stared absently into one of the store fronts were lost from her mind as she felt something hit her cheek, almost like a small slap, eliciting a small noise from her in response to the surprise. Without feeling it fall or move prompted the girl to reach a hand up to where the impact had been, carefully going to remove the cause of it. What she saw in her hand after that though surprised her. It was Setsuna, she'd recognize him easily after yesterday. But he was so...tiny? Yesterday he'd been people sized but now, not so much. And he was definitely unconscious from what had just happened. Scrunching her brow in a form of confusion she tried to make some sense of this development.
Gently she'd handle the boy who had been instrumental in keeping her alive before, only being pulled from her musings as she heard a girl speak up and approach, taking Setsuna from her and chastising him. Apparently this wasn't something new to the girl, but it still felt rather confusing to Rena. Pulling out her note pad and pen she quickly scribbled out a response. I'm fine but I don't think Setsuna is. Still staring at the boy that had hit her in the cheek Rena couldn't help but worry. At how the impact had felt to her it had to be a hundred times worse for him, going so far as to knock him out. Before she could ask to help make sure he was okay though, Rena heard another's voice, this one thick with a Russian accent. As he called her out on being melancholy the silent girl's face fell, knowing she'd made it pretty obvious. They didn't need to worry about her though. Heck, he didn't even know her. Ripping off the previous post-it note she let it fall to the ground as she wrote hastily onto a clean sheet for him. It's nothing really...just yesterday is still on my mind. No worries! As if to prove her point to the boy with the accent she would force a smile. Rena didn't really want to make others worry or anything about her.
Of course luck would have it that it was right at that point where Rena would feel something cold and wet on her top and hair. Letting out another small noise she quickly covered her mouth, praying that the other two didn't hear it over a new voice, distinctively the cause of said wetness by her word choice: "Oh...frick! I'm sorry!" Without giving either of them a chance to comment over her having written responses while obviously being capable of some forms of noise Rena would glance towards the source of whatever had splashed her. She couldn't even begin to be mad, it was clear the girl was distraught and covered in some sort of food or drink. 'Smoothie?' Holding up a single finger to the Russian boy and the girl who was holding the unconscious Setsuna to give her a moment, Rena would leave their sides to approach the distraught girl, quick to get ready with another message. This felt like something that should probably be a priority, despite a rather tiny boy having just crashed into her cheek moments before. Reaching the redhead before she could reach the bathroom she would hold out a note for this particularly upset stranger to read. It'll clean up, don't worry. Are you okay though? She hadn't even gone around to looking straight at the girl yet, it had been more of a task than anticipated to just catch up with her. As such any physical scars or emotional baggage were missed, not that it mattered to her as she carried her fair share of feelings.
"Speech."
'Thoughts.'
Handwritten 'speech'
Current Location: Mall
Who I'm With: A girl, a boy, a tiny Setsuna and another girl who just got smoothie on her.
What I'm Wearing?: Something simple~
Thoughts: I hope things are alright...it's just smoothie.
O.o.C.: I curse my work schedule some days when it comes to online productivity. Next time I'm at work and it's my turn I'll try to bust it out on the tablet in serious downtime I swear to goodness D: