"Those look great, Visi." Mika smiled in the bemused fashion of someone who really had no idea what was really going on. Though she was grateful that she didn't have to worry about the wet sensation of raw meat touching her when Visi reached for her. Yet the smile faltered a little at the mention of a 'harvest,' and she couldn't help but feel a touch worried. That sounded dangerous, and definitely like something she ought to keep an ear out for.

Still, she tried to keep that off her face and let her tail wag a little more.

"You too." Though she could never really say if it was ever a good day in the apartments. But her ears flicked forward and she tried to put on a more honest smile for them both. "That sounds great, Vice. Thank you! I've never had matcha before."