Sora, pleased to be done and moving on, maintains an awkward sort of elegance in the unfamiliar dress as she follows the Cerean and moves with the rest of the group. She almost trips once in the shoes she's wearing.<br/><br/>At the luxuriousness of the suite, a flicker of recognition passes briefly across her eyes, but she makes no other sign in regards to it. Sora takes cues about sitting or standing based on the rest of the group, yet is quick to speak once people are just situated.<br/><br/>"Eagerly. Please, go on."<br/><br/>