Oh, thank goodness--penguin accounted for. That immediate panic could subside now, leaving only all the other background worries for Kyoko to try not to actively fret over. It was hard.

But soft touches and kisses were a good balm for her nerves. Kyoko had met Kaito's eyes tentatively, and given a little nod to his suggestion, but she wasn't going to settle down right away. Instead she would busy herself taking off her shoes and setting them neatly beside her luggage, rummaging through to check things almost absently as the knowledge of the tender happenings with the boys pricked at the back of her neck. Ah, she didn't want to insert herself where she wouldn't be wanted, but she wished... she wished she could do anything.