Seren felt that hit, because her shield cracked and Di vanished back into her totem form. Seren gasped a touch for a moment, then caught her breath, and looked at Noemi. "DAMN, girl, you're getting better with each fight! You sure you belong in Mist, hitting as hard as you do?"
She glanced over at Milo, and whispered "If you want to put that celebratory meal off to another day, and let HIM take you for a celebration of your coming in Third Place... I wouldn't resent it, Noemi." Her voice went back to normal. "I know that feeling! I love cooking for my friends and family. I've been cooking since I was... well, five... so I have learned to make some decent meals."
She was using the cover of the words to calm her beating heart and catch her breath.