The smugness elicits a quiet, sleepy laugh from Pepper. Definitely better-superior to a cat, it's true. "Yeah, mostly. I guess I was more tired than I thought," she told the ka.

It's only around then that she connects the dots of Diabound and the delicious smell wafting around the apartment to the fact that Bakura is home. Pepper pushes herself up into a sitting position, careful to avoid squishing Diabound's wings, and offers the creature an arm to climb up for the brief transit to the kitchen.