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[ A few days had made her fret about not being able to go back. A week, though? It's met with Naminé worried than she's ever been. It's no wonder she's found around the hallways, just walking to work off some of that incredibly anxious energy.

Walking around is good and fine, but it's all aimless. So Naminé finds herself in the gallery at some point, looking absolutely unnerved at those paintings. She gets creeped out pretty quickly, so she hurries out and to the the study, where she spends a lot of time poking through things. Surprisingly, there's quite a lot of material to write and draw on, so she grabs some of that.

It occurs to her that she hasn't really eaten, and she kind of likes food, she's learned! She goes to the kitchen, and spends a looooong time trying to figure out what to eat. Maybe she needs some help... ]