Ren Changed

Locky was up bright and early, rubbing her tired eyes, ready to grab some breakfast. But as she approached the kitchen, she noticed its lights flickering, and some odd sounds trickling out. Alarm bells rang in her mind: "Is there a thief?"

She was pretty sure Kestrel wouldn't be the one in the kitchen. Every time Kestrel ventured in there with her tendrills, chaos erupted. Those mischievous tendrills, lacking eyes, were like naughty children: breaking stuff one minute and snatching food the next.

Kaworu? No way. He only ever drank water, never ate, so he never hung around the kitchen.

Back when Locky was alone in the house, before Kestrel's return, little intruders would sometimes sneak in. But Locky usually scared them off without much fuss.

After Kestrel came back, and especially with Kaworu's presence, robbers had stayed clear.