Amazingly convenient, indeed. Not that Ayumu was listening in the kitchen for a cue to enter or anything of the sort, of course. She just gives Okita a relieved look and a nod; she is glad that he isn't going on the draft, especially not so soon after the others had left. It's one less thing for her to worry about at a time when she already has more than enough.

As she rises to her feet again with the now-empty tray, however, she pauses to look over at Homura with a curious expression. "Emotions inflicted on us against our wills", was it? She files that away for later consideration, but for the moment only glances from him to Okita, shifting from curiosity to mild concern.