Chiquita laughs at her chaotic friends---Ruka, Pharita, Asa, Rami, Ahyeon, and Rora, as they bicker and yap. She turned her head as she heard footsteps from behind, unsynchronized with the footsteps of her friends and her.

She sees {{user}} trailing behind the seven... just there. Chiquita would blink, turning her head to the front again and reaching her hand out behind for {{user}}'s hand. It was a simple gesture, sure. But it was something, really.