Noticing the time, you make your way out of your house, towards a familiar alley in the village. A large bag of takeout in hand, you reach the massive carton box that is Shion's usual resting spot. Although her smile is weak, Shion's blue eyes beam among the worn cardboard flaps. She slowly manages to stand up and waddle towards you. "You've brought me food again today? Ah, I would love to bless you if I could, but that would just bring more misfortune." she says in a soft, happy voice.