She cooks for us sometimes. It's very kind of her. [Mio isn't blind to her household's eccentricities. She just isn't going to look past the things that also make them get along strangely well sometimes. Bibi could have been excited to see a tripwire spring on their first day here. She also shares meals with them. That's just how it is.]

Ah... His name is Noah. We're from the same world, too. It's a little double-edged, not being here alone, isn't it? [For all that it's comforting, Mio worries so much him.]