Arashi stared at the names on the label for a long time before she got up the courage to rip the envelope and remove its contents.
Subaru glanced up from his sake with mild curiosity.
"It's a wedding invitation." She tossed it toward him.
"Why does it have both of our names on it?"
"I don't know. I guess she assumed I was still staying here."
"How did she even know we were both here in the first place?"
Arashi shrugged.
Subaru ran his fingertips across the soft rice paper, drawing Arashi's attention to the lack of gloves today.
"Should we go?"
"I don't want to." She turned to the window.
Subaru waited for the answer to the question he'd asked.
"We probably should though."
Subaru took another sip of sake. "She gave me a bunny once."
Arashi faced him again, perplexed. "Why did she give you a rabbit?"
"Not a real one. A plushie. To keep me company while I was in the hospital."
Arashi's gaze drifted to the right eye. With his eyes half-lidded and trained on the cup before him, she couldn't quite see his irises, couldn't see the amber glint with its cold reminder of a person long gone in that eye.
"What's the date again?"
Subaru's fingertips tightened almost imperceptibly on the cup in a way that most others would never have noticed but Arashi had grown accustomed to reading the tiniest of signs from his body language. There weren't many other ways to know what he was thinking most of the time.
"April 1st." He answered softly.
Arashi drew her knees up close to her, wondering what the significance of April 1st was. She knew better than to ask though and since Subaru volunteered no information, she returned her gaze to the window, watching the way the wind and rain ripped apart the vibrant, nearly red cherry blossoms.