When they’re that one in particular, gentle sounds don’t escape Nora’s ears. Ren doesn’t get a stomach-gurgle, but he does get a ‘boop’ and a bit of pink raspberry stuck out at him before Nora finally disentangles from him and pushes herself up with no self-consciousness whatsoever.

In fact, as she’s lifting her head, something comes into her field of view that she hasn’t seen before: a tree with pinkish leaves and fat blue fruits. Not that she has a clue, but it is, in fact, an Oran Berry tree.

“Oooo~! Ren, look! I think I see breakfast!”