"You seem to be having a lot of fun, little one."

At this, Chanson smiled proudly. She raised both her index fingers in a 'matter-of-factly' manner. The dough was just about done mixing, and ready for further preparation.

"No," he shook is head. "Not yet, anyway." Rain smiled wistfully, bringing the glass of iced tea to his lips. "This is good stuff..." he said, taking another sip. "What about you, Aurora? You're alone, here?"