Stepping into the sanctuary of her inn room, Reiko closed the door behind herself and sighed, blinking a few times. Today had been a busy day for her, even if it was mainly full of simply things. She'd arrived only at around midday, and had headed straight to the hot springs after wandering around for a bit, exploring the resort. She had ended up meeting a Suna shinobi as well, at the hot springs. They'd chatted for a bit, and after a while she'd ended up going into the baths. Of course, she also sat there for a good three or four hours. She wasn't quite sure which at this point, but she knew it was a while. After training so much, a hot bath felt like heaven on tired muscles. One she left the baths, a simple dinner at one of the vendors had been in order, along with a popsicle from another vendor not long after. That popsicle was in her hand now, the young girl biting off a piece as she set her shoes down neatly next to the door, her still-wet hair falling in her face as she did so.

Grunting in irritation, Reiko straightened up again, swallowing the now melted bite she'd taken and heading over to her bag. Putting the stick of the popsicle in between her teeth, she slipped off her belt and sash, setting them both over the bag carefully before turning, happy to be left in a more simple clothing situation. Yawning, the young kunoichi then plopped down on her sleeping mat, taking the next few moments to gobble down the rest of the popsicle, licking the residual liquid from her fingers once she'd finished. She then flopped back on the mat, staring emotionlessly up at the ceiling.

"I'm bored," she said in a clear voice. She snapped back up into a sitting position again, as if a rope had pulled her there. Pulling her wet strands of hair forward, she loosely braided it, wanting it out of the way, and not further wetting her clothes. From there, she stood, going to the window and pushing it open, leaning as far out as she could, which was nearly out of the window itself, and peering down below. It was dark now, so it seemed many people had retreated into their respective rooms. It left the resort grounds below looking bare and lonrly, save the few people that went back and forth, most likely coming in from drinking or going out for the same thing. Smiling lightly, Reiko leaned her elbows on the window sill, watching the forms move about, back and forth, over and over again. It was entertaining to her, and hopefully it would tire her after a while, so she cpuld go to sleep without tossing and turning for hours on end. In the back of her throat, she hummed a little lullaby tune, her gaze focused on the ground below her.

The night was slowly becoming more peaceful, in a way. A few of the drunkards that had been talking outside in loud voices were retreating back into their bars or inns, letting the sound of crickets pop through ti her just barely. Letting out a small sigh of contentment, Reiko slumped down a bit, her chin coming to rest on her crossed wrists, leaning back a bit on her feet so she wouldn't get uncomfortable. Tipping her head to the side, Reiko looked up at the stars for a moment wondering again at what enticed people to stare at them endlessly. The Kumo ninja she'd tripped over in the woods had been watching the clouds, too. To that end, she couldn't understand the enticement either. They were just clouds, and they were just stars, at least, to her.

A creak of the floorboards outside her door broke through her reverie, leading her to jump up, whirling about and taking a defensive stance. A knock followed a few seconds later, and Reiko relaxed only fractionally. Even if they'd bothered to knock, they were showing up at a pretty late hour to be simply checking in or something of the like. Frowning slightly, she crept only a few inches forward and crouched down a bit. "Byakugan!" she whispered under her breath, blinking once as her vision changed, and she gained sight beyond the door.

It was a male, and a shinobi, judging from the chakra lines. Tipping her head to the side, Reiko frowned. The person looked familiar, in a way. Well, the build did. She could assume they were somebody she'd met before, but she couldn't quite remember exactly whom.... wait. It was then the form called out, stating whom they were. Recognizing the voice, Reiko let out a small giggle, amused at the way she'd acted.

Rising to her feet, Reiko walked to the door, pulling it open a small crack and staring a moment before deactivating her Byakugan. "Hiya, Tenzo," she said, glancing up at his hair curiously, but opening the door all the same. She didn't know why his hair had changed color, but his face was the same. No need to point it out, she thought. She was the one always irritated when somebody pointed out her eyes to her. Being hypocritical would get her nowhere. She'd heard that Tenzo and the team had gone to Kumo ahead of her, but she hadn't had the chance to see any of them since she'd arrived. Stepping back to allow him inside, she smiled when he bowed, putting a hand over her mouth to hide it and following in her own little curtsy.

Moving to close the door behind him, she heard him inquire about how her trip had been. Tipping her head to the side a bit, she turned, leaning against the door frame. "Uneventful, truthfully," she said. "I stayed at a few inns, lived off mostly dried meat when I was walking. Everhthing is really peaceful right now, it seems. Maybe it's because of the exams. I wasn't attacked, or anything, though." Straightening up, she looked at him curiously. "Did you guys' trip go well? I'm sorry I wasn't able to travel with any of you, but my hands were a bit tied." she smiled lightly, clasping her hands together behind her back. She managed to keep herself from picking at her sash, this time. Mostly because she wasn't wearing it... but that was beside the point.

She only had to wait a short pause before Tenzo began his reply to her, though it only took her a moment to be immediately confused. Simulation? she thought. Like a Genjutsu? Tenzo was an Uchiha, after all, so he was bound to know some sort of genjutsu... but at the same time, that seemed a bit pointless. A genjutsu just for travelling? It seemed a bit redundant, and still left her clueless on the fact of what exactly he meant by a "simulation." She was going to ask just that, but he continued on right at that moment, giving her an easy smile and pointing out her ever irritating habit of putting her hands behind herself. At least she wasn't picking on the sash as well this time. A slight blush heated the girl's cheeks, and she pulled her arms out from their hiding place. She wasn't quite sure what to do with them for a moment, considering that clasping them would seem again to be too formal, most likely. She smiled slightly, and let her hands settle gently to her sides, mentally hoping she didn't look all that awkward. "Thank you," she said, referring to his stating that he respected her. "It's nothing against you, Tenzo! Just an old habit I can't get rid of. Usually I'd be picking at the sash, but I'm not wearing it right now." Her tone was kept light. Reiko didn't want him thinking that she was keeping him at arms length. She rarely did that to people, unless they'd angered her in some way. But Tenzo had done nothing to anger her in any way, and she wanted to keep that clear.

She saw him begin to move towards the table, and the girl tipped her head slightly to the side in curiosity, but trailed along after him, pausing just at the entrance to the small kitchenette area and watching silently. What's he doing? she wondered, blinking once when the chairs screeched across the floor. Her body leaned back slightly in an instinctive attempt to escape the sound. Then another question was asked, one that had her looking down at her hands, which automatically came together in front of her and  wrung around each other. She saw him sit down right after, and ask her to get some glasses as well, the question of which she stored in the back of her mind for the moment. The nails she always kept short dug slightly into her skin. She didn't think ill of him for asking, but all the same, her sickness wasn't something she liked to talk about much. It made her seem weak, and made people sympathize with her, which she didn't want or need. At the same time though, she didn't want to lie. It was one thing lying to a foreign shinobi about her life, but she couldn't lie to somebody from her own village. It seemed wrong.

"Umm," she began, her mind working on how to phrase it properly. " I was sick. Not that sick, but I got confined at home for a while, and I wasn't allowed to train or anything. It's the usual if I get sick, but I'm fine now. I just need to catch up again," That was good, right? She didn't want him to think she was pushing away... she just didn't want to be seen as weak, either. Slowly, a smile came on the girl's face, and she nodded, turning towards the kitchenette and lightly jogging towards the cabinets, her bare feet making small tapping sounds on the floor. Pulling one open and looking inside, she found only bowls and plates. Shaking her head, the young Hyuga moved to the next one, pulling it open pushing the smooth wooden door away with her hands. Glasses! Rising up onto her toes, she reached up, grabbing one, and then setting it on the counter with a small clink before grabbing another, dropping back onto her heels and picking both up. More rustling about was made as she took a few more moments searching through drawers for a corkscrew. It suddenly hit her that he had wine, and she paused just as she found what she was looking for, hesitantly picking up the corkscrew and glancing back at Tenzo. "I've never had any wine before," she said as she turned, walking over and setting the glasses down before glancing up at him, her expression one of confusion. "I've not really ever gotten around to it."

Slowly, her hands let go of the glasses, having forgotten for a moment her hands were still settled loosely on them. Allowing them to settle back down to her sides, the girl's cheeks heated in a blush once more as Tenzo complimented her smile. That very smile came back on her face at that comment, and she stared down at her hands, resting just barely on the edge of the table. "Thank you," she said, her voice soft. She'd never been very good with compliments, unused to receiving them, she often ended up flustered when given one. Being out training so much, she didn't often meet up with others, and, as a result, didn't really go out all that much. The flustered feeling increased slightly when he continued on again, her blush deepening, her smile widening slightly. "Thank you," she repeated, her voice genuinely happy. Her eyes moved up again, looking towards him, and handing on his fingers as they brushed through his hair. She wondered again about the state of it, how it had changed color so thoroughly. She doubted he'd attempted to dye it, that just didn't seem like him. Asking would be rude, in her mind, however, so she kept silent about it, wanting to keep the situation a friendly one.

Straightened up, Reiko moved to sit in the hair, her hair falling forward over her shoulders like a cascade of night as she did so. One hand came up to hold some of the front pieces back letting her see what she was doing. Her body settled easily against the chair, her back leaning against the support, leaving it for only a moment as she scooted forward. She tried to make little sound this time, not all that fond of loud, sudden noises. She wanted to do just as he stated, to be truly strong. Of course, if it requires her to accept the things she hated most in life, her post they was her weakness, she knew she'd have trouble becoming so. She watched as he popped open the bottle then, the second loud noise of the night naming her jump slightly, unintentionally. Her eyes widened slightly, and it took her another moment before she regained control of her body, forcing herself to relax. Her gaze followed his hands, watching as he poured the glasses, glancing up once to watch his face as he focused on the action.

She could easily smell the wine from where she was sitting, it's scent making her blink slightly, the girl having expected a more sour smell, rather than the aroma that currently graced her nose. When a glass was slid to her alongside a question lizard in the same moment, Reiko accepted the wine, looking the glass up carefully in both hands. When it was close enough she didn't fear of dropping it, she switched to one, the other going to support the bottom as she lifted it to her lips, taking a small sip first, testing the flavor. A sweet taste immediately hit her senses, accompanied by a slight tang that she assumed was the alcohol. Swallowing, Reiko moved the cup away from her mouth, letting it settle on the table, her hands cupping the stem of the cup just barely. "I go on walks," she said, beginning her answer. "The first is a nice way to escape to a place where nobody can find you. Other than that, I'm always training. I need to catch up." She knew it was strange that she never really hung out with anybody, but that didn't seem so bad to her. Nobody to hang out with meant all the more time she had to become strong, both physically, and mentally.

Both of them having just sat down, she didn't expect Tenzo to get up what seemed to be only a mere minute or so later, moving around the table towards her. Her eyes followed his movement, curious at what he was doing. Her fingers tightened lightly on the glass, but she made no other move until after he spoke. At that point, her head tipped lightly to the side, curious. She was aware she'd missed out on things throughout life, but they didn't bother her that much in the long run. In her opinion, she had plenty of time left to experience some of what she'd missed out on. The Hyuga stayed quiet, glancing at his glass as he moved it closer to her, a light pull at her hair bringing her eyes back to his face, her eyes wide as he ran his fingers through the strands, brushing her cheeks mere seconds later, before landing lightly on her shoulder. Unconsciously, Reiko's chin tucked in a bit, as if attempting to hide behind the forehead protector that still lay tied around her neck. Her face felt boiling now, and, if she'd been thinking correctly, she would have sworn the entirety of it was as red as a cherry.

Her fingers tightened on the glass again, and she quickly brought it to her lips, giving herself something to do more than anything else, her throat moving as she took a gulp of the wine. He began to speak again, and Reiko simply listened, never having been one to talk all that much. Partially, she was surprised that he said he didn't believe walking and training was all she did, considering that was most of what she did, besides eating, sleeping, and working. It wasn't as if she had any reason to do much else. Her other surprise related to the fact that he wanted to go to a hot spring. She did love the hot springs, but they involved a certain... state of dress to go into. Watching as he downed the last of his wine and set the cup upon the table top, lifting her cup to take another sip of her own as he continued speaking, finding it to be a good way to occupy herself.

She wasn't quite sure about the idea at first, the wine having not quite taken hold yet, but she figured Tenzo wouldn't try anything she didn't want, considering that, if he did, it could easily backfire in a very bad way in his direction. Plus, it would be a private room, not the co-ed baths, and she could easily pull up her knees to cover herself if need be. Having decided, she looked at him with a smile, and nodded. "Sounds fun, so sure," she replied. Before she stood, she lifted the cup one last time, gulping down the last of the wine, considering he'd mentioned they leave after they finished, but he seemed to be ready to go, himself. It was then she stood, setting the cup down gently on the table before turning and making her way to the bathroom, figuring it would save a bit of ryo to bring soap, rather than use the onsen's. After a bit of rustling, she appeared again from the bathroom, two bars of soap in hand. Bare feet still patting lightly, she made her way back over to him, holding out one of the bars. "Here," she said, opening her hand so it lay flat in her palm. "For washing up before getting in." she didn't quite know why she'd explained it; he probably knew the ins and outs of onsens. Then again, maybe she wasn't thinking quite straight.

Belatedly, Reiko realized Tenzo had moved spots from when she'd gone into the bathroom to when she returned from it. That didn't matter all that much now, it was simply something she noted. He probably had a reason, and it wasn't as if there was any rule against walking. Either way, though he took the soap, the man reminded her he had nothing to carry it in, leading Reiko to pause, especially at the mention of her sash. She wasn't particularly inclined towards carrying a bar of soap in her sash, partially because her sash needed to be washed, and partially because she considered it a clothing item, less of a bag. She didn't pet herself have any bad emotion towards the idea, after all, he didn't know, so she smiled softly and shook her head. "That's not something I use to carry things. I'll just wrap them up in some paper, and that way they'll be fine." Glancing at the soap as he set it on the table, she saw him wander towards the door. Turning her attention instead to the soap, she picked up the second one, making her way to the kitchenette and rummaging around a bit. It was a few moments before she found some wax paper, which she held up happily and set on the counter. Pulling some off, she carefully set the soap in the center of the paper and wrapped it around the bars, tucking in the ends neatly. She took a moment to realize she didn't currently have a pocket, and shrugged internally, sticking the soap in her weapons pouch, still securely attached to her thigh.

Reiko then turned to the door, trotting over and picking up her shoes. Her head was starting to feel a bit funny, but she ignored it for the moment, picking up her boots and pulling them on one by one, having to lean her entire weight back to get the footware on. Once they were finally on, however, she stood, twisting her feet around a bit to be sure they were on correctly. "Okay," she said, leaning over to the table beside the door and picking up the roomkey. She moved around Tenzo, going to the door and pulling it open. It took only a few moments to allow him to get out, and then step outside herself, pulling the door shut and locking it behind herself. As she always did when leaving, she paused, trying to think  if she'd forgotten anything. It was only an onsen though, so she doubted that much could be needed besides soap. They'd have towels there.... Shrugging, Reiko turned to Tenzo and smiled. "Ready," she said, starting over after him.