Her eyes widen in response. Living stars? Suddenly, she has so many questions. But she shelves them for now, instead leading the way to her own apartment, opening the door for Indigo to step inside, and waving a brief greeting to Angelo and Felix as they stir from where they're lazily curled on the couch.

"Angelo, Felix, this is Indigo. She's gonna be here for a while, okay?"

And just like that, their curiosity is satisfied, and the two animals snuggle back into their spots, making sure to leave enough space for their guest if she wants it. Rinoa moves to the chest of drawers on which her star sits, slipped into a tall glass something that was probably meant to be a vase. Even at a first glance, the bite taken out of it is quite visible.