When Mira came back to the arcade, she was dressed in a blue top and black pants, which was more suited to the journey they were about to embark on. The casual outfit she'd been wearing earlier had been replaced with something practical, something that wouldn't draw attention or hinder movement.
In addition, she had a bag strapped to her shoulders, a small bag, compact enough not to be cumbersome but large enough to carry… something. Jelo eyed it curiously as she approached, noting the way it sat snugly against her back.
"What's with the bag?" Jelo asked, gesturing toward it with a tilt of his head.
Mira smirked, adjusting one of the straps. "You'll find out later."
Jelo frowned but didn't push it. There was something about the way she said it, confident, almost teasing, that told him she had something planned.
