Mizuki agrees, making a fuss over the uncountable number of instances she's had to dodge the critical gaze of guards to be on her way in peace. Very slowly, she has managed to get over the creeping worry that someone's on her back, especially after the numerous illegal things she might've done to spite the system.
Hinata turns his head to the sound of rustling at his side. He raises an eyebrow, squinting his eyes in hopes of spotting any animals or woodland creatures. Behind him, a figure passes. He isn't swift enough to catch it. Instead, he closes the distance between him and Mizuki, earning a hum of question at the sudden change. "What's wrong?" she questions, noting the troubled expression on his face.
"Nothing," he replies with uncertainty.
