Natsuko sighs and pouts.  Cho's temporary absence doesn't seem to be bothering her one bit.<br/><br/>"Awwwwww!  But you're so cute in that other form!  Just like a plushie!"<br/><br/>She stretches out, arms along the back of the sofa, legs crossed at the ankles, clearly settling in and making herself at home.<br/><br/>"Sooooo...what do magical girls do, exactly?  Normally.  When they aren't running away from me, I mean."