You don't have to sleep on the floor, [Mio interjects quickly. Too quickly. She even has to temper a laugh at how silly it sounds, him offering and her denying in the middle of this entire situation.

Mio lifts her head from Noah chest to look at him directly, though she doesn't break the link of her arms around his waist.]

At least ask the other people staying at your farm with you? They sounded really worried about you. [Her house is full of pragmatic people, and she can't fault them for that. But as she thinks of Sora and the unexpected way he reacted at the trial again, her stomach feels as heavy as a stone. Mio wants to think of the consequences for the other people living with them, but it isn't as if she can guarantee she knows a single thing about any of them. It's difficult to think that they would miss her in the same way.]