Large blue eyes just blinked tiredly at the unusually energetic model. One minute he'd been crawling tiredly to his door, the next minute he was being dragged out of his room. Slowly, his mind began to catch up with what was happening. Obviously, Rima had come across Pocky some how. Now Kaname and him were her personal shopping pals.
Bag carrying. Joy.
"Rima-san," He mumbled, feet stumbling, quickly adjusting to keep up with the girl's pace. "A little fore-warning would be nice. And who, may I inquire, put Pocky in your posession?" Sometimes Senri had to worry about his childhood friend, and her intolerance to the human food pocky. He could only imagine it was one of her male, human admirers.
Really, one day, they were going to find one of those males with a pocky stick protruding from his eye, and no one but Rima would be able to pin it on Senri.