[ She's sitting at a table in the corner of one of the food courts, mumbling to herself: ] Right! Like Roxas said, There's definitely no harm in trying... [ And she puts Mr Mew-- her
stuffed cat-- down on the table in front of her before taking one of the pins off her hat, clutching it tightly, a look of concentration on her face. ]
Come on, Mr. Mew! Let's go!
[ ...Nothing happens. She keeps staring at the cat for a moment before relaxing with a defeated sigh. ]
Yeah, I didn't think it would work... oh well. I guess it's not like I really need to be able to do it here, huh.