[color=red][h3]Kaia Iona[/h3][/color]

The group had started moving, that much she could infer on her own without magical intervention, latching onto one of Angel's arms out pure of force of habit. And to avoid suddenly running into anyone else in their greatly expanded group. Crowds were, for obvious reasons, not the best environment for her stumble around in.

"[color=red]And don't worry about it Cyare,[/color]" Kaia piped up, "[color=red][i]I[/i] help Angel with cooking. I'm kinda... [i]in training[/i], sorta.[/color]"