Zoe was thankful for some time alone. Well, that was a lie. She hated being alone. She was always alone. But as much as she missed Greed, she had to get used to being without him. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings, she wasn't used to much attention and even when she got it, it took her by surprise.

She rested her elbow on the table and her chin on her fist. She put a mini marshmallow on her spoon and hit the tip, flicking the puffball through the air and making it land in her hot cocoa.