Mokuren had not really thought beyond the moment - like everything she did that wasn't killing something - and so the hug was starting to get a bit awkward for some people, and Skyra was sweaty as well which menat it wasn't the most comfortable. But then, just before going off to the locker room, Skyra mentioned her comment being 'cheesy'. Of course, that send her mind reeling into totally different tangents, and wondering if the cantina had any cheese. And if it did, she then wondered what kinds of cheese it had. And then if Grimm could produce cheese. It sounded illogical, since the melted, but it could also happen.

So, Mokuren left the gym and headed to the cantina, not exactly forgetting about Skyra, but having her mind fixed on something that was percieved as more immidiately important, espeically considering Skyra was no longer physically present to hold the scattered neurons that made up Mokuren's paltry excuse for a brain. Cheese was important, and she would find out exactly what cheeses where stocked. There would be cheese for everyone, except the people that didn't like cheese, then there would be not-cheese for them. Not-cheese was like cheese, but it was not. 
"How would a rope made of cheese work? Would it, or would it knot?" she muttered, scurring along the hallways, lost in thought of cheese and knots.