It wasn't uncommon for someone to suffer from lazy afternoons. Or, well, lazy days. With things having calmed down from both the wedding and the prom, things seemed kinda slow at the moment. In a way, that was a good thing. In a place like this, having quiet time was very rare. On the other hand, it was a bit worrying - who knows what might happen next?

For Sasami, though, she ended up taking it in a bit of a stride, opting to hang around a portion of the Kohaku River near her house once more. Relaxing by the water's edge once more, the feel of the water on her feet felt relaxing to her. Letting out a sigh, she laid back and started to relax.

At that moment, she felt something drop on her face. Something wet. Then another. And another.

"ACK!" was the last thing being heard left out of her mouth as, suddenly, the City was hit with something very rare: rain. This wasn't supposed to happen! ...or was it?

Having free time again had remained a novel concept for a little while - not worrying about the next mission, or if they were all going to die tomorrow, or any of those things. But after a few days, the old worries started to seep back in. The old guilt. So it was throw herself into work, or into drinking, and there wasn't quite enough privacy to do the latter. Not enough alcohol, either.

Which meant work - analysis, tactics, all of it. Learning what she could to keep more people from being killed. Setsuna's report had been informative, certainly, but the file she'd been sent - ah, that was gold. Which is why she stood in the Sensorium, watching a battle play out in miniature in front of her, as she scribbled notes on paper she'd brought in. That felt a bit odd - but she didn't have a computer rig to back her up right now, and sometimes it was easier to think in handwriting.