Mizuki looks out through the metal grills of the carriage window as it leaves Hinata behind, not allowing her the chance to peer outside and wave at him while she's leaving.
She smiles a little at the thought of him wrapping his fingers eagerly around the metal grille, trying to peer his head through the gaps which are obviously too small. He's almost like a puppy sometimes, and Mizuki chuckles to herself at this thought.
Brandon's sitting in front of her, looking at her curiously through heavy-lidded eyes. He tightens his grip on his arm.
"You look happy. You managed to meet Hinata before leaving?" Brandon smiles sincerely.
"Oh—heh, yeah," Mizuki jumps at his unexpected approach, rubbing the back of her neck in a flustered manner, hoping to gain her composure without embarrassing herself further.
