[She focuses her eyes on observing Ritsuka's movements, after the wave of sulkiness abates. Satoko has her own knife hidden in a pocket, and she could theoretically wriggle towards it the same way, but she decides not to be in a hurry about it.]

What happened last month?

...And what's an "RPG"? Wait, are you talking about those American games from the import magazines?

[She would have no chance of knowing of the genre at all except for her friend being deep in the hobby of tabletop games. DID YOU KNOW the long-awaited Japanese translation of D&D first released right around Satoko's precise canonpoint?! And the first original Japanese-language RPGs released a few short years before that? WOW! Satoko does not know this.]