Sai would deny Leila's psychic to Eric reassurance at the top of her lungs if she heard it... which is why it's good she didn't. Leila is quite right... Sai is slow to trust, and while Eric adapting so well to being a pet disturbs her, she doesn't hate him, even if she doesn't realize it.<br/><br/>"Nothing to talk about..." Sai mutters in response to the Lugia's question... she doesn't even turn around, though Leila can't tell if it's from fear or sullenness. The lugia doesn't need to be a psychic to tell Sai doesn't want to talk about it... but Sai is attempting to think on other things.<br/><br/>She washes her hands, and stares at the cookie for a few moments. Sai eventually reaches out pushes the cookie plate up away from the edge of the cutting board.<span style="font-style: italic">/I'll eat it later./</span><br/><br/>Akwardly, Sai begins slicing tomatoes in half, grimacing as she does. "Nasty smell..." she mutters.