[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

"I think it's a good idea!" Sunny says, glancing at Casey. "Our little group doesn't seem to have much of a formal goal anymore, considering that our leader has been slain." She taps her chin. "I'm feel as though at least a few of them would rather move in some sort of direction, rather than milling around here mourning." Her smile is warm, despite her words. "We could always go and ask! It sounds fun enough, yeah?"