His eyes slowly stuttered open, the light pressing through the curtains becoming unbearable for his eyes to handle, even while his lids where closed. Just a mere moment was taken of keeping them open, seeing the light that began to cover the room he had been given at the resort, of course it cost him ryo. Not wanting to deal with the early morning sunlight and not wanting to wake up either, Seiryū rolled over on the pristine white sheets, ones that were fresh the night before, as the resort went all out when it came to the services it provided for their guests, something he could easily approve of, and perhaps live with, though it would likely never occur for a prolonged period of time. As the light no longer was pressed against his eyes lids, Seiryū dug himself a comfortable spot in to the area he rolled over to, wanting to simply enjoy his time in this particularly comfortable mattress and pillow. Perhaps he could take them along with him, even if they would be a hassle to take back, one likely not worth having to sacrifice the other things he needed to take back with him, particularly the one he brought along with him.

For what seemed like an endless amount of time passing, while still not feeling like enough for Seiryū to fully feel satisfied, his eyes no longer wanted to remain closed, no longer wanting to simply lay about for the rest of the day. Rolling on to his back, Seiryū took a moment before opening his eyes slowly, knowing that it would easily be nearing noon after he would finish showering, dressing, and eating a light snack. He had no desire to eat anything to filling at the time being, and considering there were numerous restaurants in the surrounding vicinity; Seiryū’s choice was easy enough to make for where he would go for breakfast. The light didn’t strain his eyes too much by this time, though the difficulty in opening them was due to the remnants of sleep that remained near the lacrimal caruncle. After a minute, or two, had passed him by, Seiryū sat up on the bed, his legs shifting off the bed, so that his feet would touch the ground. Hoisting himself off, the sheets falling away from his body, left only clad in his boxers, Seiryū began walking towards the door that would lead him to the bathroom where he could prepare himself for the day ahead.

Roughly half an hour passed before Seiryū had walked out of the bathroom, a towel draped around his waist. His slightly damp hair was pushed back, though no real care was given to the way in which it was groomed. Rather, Seiryū preferred taking on a messier look when it came to his hair, though with it pushed back, it did give off a look of being combed. This was normal for him, as he had no reason to change his daily habits in a different country. Allowing the towel to fall as he stepped back in to the larger room, Seiryū immediately put on a new pair of boxers, before shuffling through his clothes to pull out a pair of pants along with a shirt. Putting his right leg through the hole designated for the right leg in his dark grey jeans, Seiryū pulled the jeans up a bit, before sliding his left leg in as well and then pulling his pants up. They fit fine, though he’d be wearing his usual normal black leather belt. Tossing on a plain white t-shirt, a slim fitting one, he lazily walked to where he had tossed his belt the night before, as he had just arrived the afternoon the previous day from, essentially, travelling non-stop from Sunagakure no Sato. Once he had reached his room, he simply undressed and passed out for the night. A quick moment was taken to put on a pair of socks.

The last two items he really needed were his belt, which he was beginning to loop around the designated loops in his jeans, buckling it so that it fit just right, but did not exert any extra force upon his hip. Seiryū’s last remaining item lay near the door that would let him out in to the hall of the Mt. Ikkyu Resort, the only pair of boots he brought along with him. With a few moments of fiddling with his boots, not wanting to touch them with his hands, Seiryū left it solely to his feet to slip in, though once that was done, he would pull his jeans up so they would not be caught in his boots, and instead letting them down so they covered up most of the boots, essentially making them shoes.

While in Suna he would likely walk around with his weapons with him, Seiryū decided to leave them behind and simply enjoy the day ahead without having such things to worry about. Leaving the resort was rather boring, though that was to be entirely expected as he hadn’t come across a person he recognized, nor someone whom enticed him tin to a conversation, though he had only been here less than twenty-four hours, so he didn’t expect anything else either. As he reached the main entrance, he simply offered a nod to the doorman, before exiting the building and stepping out. This would be his first official day in another shinobi nation, though he wasn’t exactly within the borders of Kumogakure no Sato, it was close for now. He’d be making a trip in to the village before he left, that much he was certain of. With his right hand, he pushed back his hair once again, as it fell on to his forehead, slightly annoying him. With wonder as to what he could see on Mt. Ikkyu, Seiryū immediately began heading towards, what he supposed was, the main street that lead to the major establishments of Mt. Ikkyu.

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Sunlight filtered past heavy curtains, managing to steal it's way into the room by virtue of a tiny parting between the fabric. The light stretched out towards the large bed, barely touching the soft pillow that lay there. Manami was stretched out languidly over the surface of the bed, each limb throw out haphazardly in an attempt at monopolizing as much bed space as humanly possible. She was unused to such comfort and was taking all of her time in enjoying the feeling of the silky sheets. The shaft of morning light crept further up the girl's pillow, creeping over strands of messy red hair and eventually warming freckled skin. She shifted, one pale hand hanging over the edge of the fluffy bed and the other thrown across her eyes to ward off the insistent sunshine. It helped very little, and eventually the call of dawn pried the girl's eyelids open, revealing a swirling blue that held the dregs of sleepiness in them. She had spent much of her time the day before exploring and it had gotten to her, leaving the girl to fall exhausted into bed the night before - barely remembering to change out of her dress from the day before. Luckily some part of her had been properly functioning and she had managed to get herself into a pair of pyjama shorts and a large t-shirt before sleeping the night away. 

Manami rubbed her eyes sleepily before raising her arms above her head and stretching, a small sound of contentment escaping her lips as she did so. She turned her head towards the nightstand where a clock indicated to her just how late in the morning it actually was. Despite this tiny revelation the kunoichi still felt no need to rush out of bed. This trip to Kumo was practically a vacation for the girl, so why not treat it as one? She rose from bed languidly and sucked in a deep breath, noticing how musty the air inside was. This spurred her to get up, so she swung her legs over the bed and pulled off the puffy covers, standing up a little shakily. The curtains slipped open with little effort and the window latch came undone with similar ease, bringing sweet fresh air into the stuffy hotel room in an instant. She inhaled once again, the clear mountain air filling her lungs and spreading something a little like satisfaction through her body.

She hurried to get herself ready for the day, eager to see as much as she could of the mountain resort she now lodged at. It had cost her a small fortune to afford the place, and she was sure that her business-minded parents wouldn't be entirely satisfied with her if they found out about her reckless spending. Then again they had been the ones to give her her travel money. it was not a small ammount. Luckily her family had never been poor, but Manami had still felt bad about spending so very much on her own luxuries while her crippled brother sat at home, unable to travel further than the corner shop on his own. She resolved to find a way to bring him along with her the next time she traveled out of Konoha. He truly would have loved the village of Kumogakure. Pushing those morbid thoughts from her mind Manami entered the large bathroom attached to her room. It was a stunning place, all new and pristine and shining. She almost felt bad for messing it up by enjoying that rather nice looking shower. Almost.

By the time she had exited the shower - wrapped up neatly in a fluffy bathrobe - the chatter from outside of her hotel room was audible. People had already begun to mill about, just as she planned to do. Manami rifled through her pack, having been smart enough to seal some of her things in storage scrolls. She wasn't planning to go anywhere fancy, maybe just to check out the hotsprings and take a glimpse at the casino (Kami knew that the day she won a game of Blackjack was the day that hell froze over). It was rather summery outside, another day of warmth and sunshine. Manami was beginning to wonder if the tales of Kumo's bad weather were just a simple myth made up to scare off tourists. She had only been caught in a downpour once, and that had been at the beginning of her stay. For the past little while she'd experienced only good weather. She hummed softly, and ended up choosing something simple. A white tank top and waist-high denim shorts gave her the look of someone heading out to the beach. It left her arms exposed, and her freckled shoulders on display but she had never minded much. After all, her freckles were just as much a part of her as her hair. A pair of comfortable sandals and a belt completed her plain ensemble and the girl was just about ready to leave. 

Manami grabbed her backpack and slipped the straps over her shoulders, before slipping a couple shuriken into her pockets. One could never be too careful in a foreign land. After her travel to Kumo Manami wasn't about to be taking any chances at all. Best to keep herself armed for the inevitable. Locking her room behind her, she pocketed the keys and headed down and out of the hotel lobby, keen to get started with her exploration. Perhaps she would go and see the waterfalls first. Konoha had it's own fair share of them, but Manami had heard many a folktale surrounding the waters of these particular falls. It would be fun to see what they were really like. She needed to orient herself first and foremost, and headed for what was considered the main street of the Mt. Ikkyu resort. Here people were gathered like flies, and it was difficult for Manami to see over the taller people. Her height had never aided her in seeing through crowds. The girl decided that her best bet would be asking someone else for direction and approached the nearest person to her, reaching up to tap them on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, but do you perhaps know where I could find the falls?" The man was rather tall, and sported white hair reminiscent of her teammate's, though a slightly warmer white. It may have just been the sunlight though. 

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Maybe he should have been stingy when it came to where he stayed for his stay in Kumogakure no Sato, though considering the amount of traffic coming in to the village and the surrounding smaller villages; the prices to stay at an inn of any sort would likely be far higher than their normal amount. The money truly wasn’t an issue for Seiryū, though when he considered that he would have to go on more missions upon his return to Sunagakure no Sato to not be in a strained situation, it truly made him think on his spending. He only had himself to rely upon for money, but he was also the sole person that the income was meant for, so his situation vastly would differ from those whose families accepted them. Seiryū simply would have to commit more time to missions than loitering about, training, and simply going out upon his return to Sunagakure no Sato. The money he had would likely last him a couple of weeks in Kumogakure no Sato, but he could definitely not spend it as freely as he wished to. All things considered, Seiryū likely wouldn’t have found a place that would’ve been a considerable amount affordable, and he wouldn’t mind the time he would need to invest in to missions upon his return to Sunagakure no Sato.

As he was walking, looking about at the various shops that were opened up on the main street, he wondered how much they truly raised the prices of the items that would be of interest to people. As for the restaurants around the place, he assumed that the prices would be similar to what the originals would be, though slightly higher if anything. While not normally considering himself frugal, Seiryū knew he’d have to be picky sooner or later with his ryo, unless he was able to go the actual village of Kumogakure no Sato to pick up a bit of shinobi work, trhough with taking work in a foreign village, he supposed he wouldn’t be able to take mission that would provide him with a better payout, or at least not the higher ranking missions. The simple things, like finding lost cats, he would be able to take those missions as they were simple enough for anyone to do, almost venturing on just being a chore.

Before he could truly get further away from where he was currently staying on Mt. Ikkyu, he felt a light tap upon his shoulder, by what he deemed a smaller hand. Normally, such would cause him to flinch, yet being in the relaxed state he was, with a bit of sleep still clogging his mind, Seiryū simply turned his head around to see who it was, though didn’t immediately see anyone. Slowly, his body turned as well, turning around in a complete one-hundred eighty degrees to face the direction he had been coming from. At first, he didn’t see anything at eye level, though he saw a tuft of red just below, immediately realizing the person was far shorter than he. He felt slightly guilty for not seeing as such, but nothing could be done to remedy that.

The female, who had tapped his shoulder, was far shorter than he, which was a given due to his initial inability to spot her. A voice escaped her, a query asking for where the falls where located, something he barely had a clue upon himself, as his stay here so far involved finding a place to stay and immediately going to sleep. He supposed it wouldn’t be too difficult for him to locate the falls, as he guessed that they would be one of the more frequented areas of Mt. Ikkyu. From what he barely recalls, there was the largest and likely expensive, resort located at the bottom of the falls, so it wouldn’t be too difficult for one to find the waterfall itself.

“The falls…” He repeated to himself, thoughtfully. He looked down, looking at the female, briefly. He noted her red hair, and dark blue eyes, along with the various freckles upon her shoulder. Normally, if this were Seiryū in a slightly more awakened state, he would’ve flirted with the girl, yet he was still a bit drained from the constant state of travel he had set for himself, something most wouldn’t have done. The decision had been rash, and he was still feeling it on his part currently. So, he would likely end up guiding the girl to where she sought to go and grab something for his stomach. Perhaps by then he’d be back to his regular self of flirting if a pretty girl approached him, though the one before him now would likely not have to deal with such.

Moving his right hand such that his thumb was pointing right over his shoulder, Seiryū gestured in that vague direction, as it wouldn’t be difficult to spot the falls once one got walking in the direction. “The falls should be that way, you’ll be able to hear, and see them as you get closer. Shouldn’t be too hard to miss. Of course, there’s likely a faster way, but I just got here late yesterday, so I don’t know too much about where everything is.” The fatigue was evident in his voice, as Seiryū told her the general direction of the falls. His face scrunched up in the slightest for a brief moment, stifling a yawn from escaping him, or allowing his face to stretch out to allow it passage. That only last less than two seconds, before his features returned to normal, his purple eyes lingering at the female standing before him, wondering if she had any further questions, he would answer to the best of his… ability, even if he was likely as lost as she. Seiryū himself had no idea where he was going, nor if he would be able to find his way back later on in the evening, as he had planned to at least go out for the night, perhaps to have a few drinks.

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It seemed that at first the tall man had missed her due to her lack of height, and when he had realised that she was indeed far shorter than him he seemed to be a little embarrassed about missing her in the first place. For a moment he pondered, muttering the destination quietly. Manami briefly wondered if he was just as lot in this place as she was. It wasn't unlikely. The majority of people wandering around the plaza were tourists, after all. He pointed in the direction of where he though the falls were, and Manami absorbed his words carefully, nodding. She smiled at him gratefully, only then noticing the measure of exhaustion in his voice. A concerned look passed over her face and she looked up at him. "Thank you very much. Pardon me if I seem rude, but you look like you could use some more rest than you've given yourself."

She didn't want to appear invasive in any way, but she knew from experience that many a shinobi overworked themselves in all areas of life, and disliked taking breaks for whatever reason. Judging by his stature, and his clearly defined physique (she blushed internally at her choice of words there), it was obvious that he was a shinobi. If he was running on very little little sleep but stiill insisting on going out then his work could potentially suffer. True, she was a stranger who had no right to butt in on the personal decisions of others, but as he had helped her - at least a little bit - she wanted to return the favour in kind. It would do him no good to fall asleep in the middle of nowhere because of a stubborn and hastily made decision. She fidgeted a bit. "Been travelling non-stop?" She asked curiously. She knew not of which nation it was that he belonged to, but Kumo was a place considered far off for most, barring perhaps those shinobi of Iwa.

If he was as lost as she was, fatigue would only worsen the situation, after all. She knew as much from personal experience, having manged to get herself lost even in the overly familiar streets of Konoha. Konoha was not an easy place to get lost it, with the ever present Hokage Monument something of a compass for those enclosed inside it's walls. If you could see the monument, you could find your way to just about anywhere. Unfortunately for her, that had not held true all the time and she had once somehow through her exhaustion-induced haze, wandered so far into an unknown district that she had ended up having to be taken back home by a passing ANBU member who had seemingly noticed her plight. It had been a rather mortifying situation to be in for her, she who considered her direction skills fairly good - as someone who couldn't even see over the heads of crowds for most of the time.

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As she thanked him for assisting her, though he really wasn’t much help as he merely just pointed in a single direction, Seiryū accepted it regardless, a simple good deed that would likely go unnoticed later on in the day and eventually forgotten. That was how these sorts of encounters usually worked, as there were multiple the Seiryū had forgotten when he explored Sunagakure no Sato, at least the areas outside of the Sand Dunes where he had practically been raised; the only other place he recalled was the vague compound in which Kōga clan resided, a place he spent his first eight years. Her mentioning of his weariness was appreciated to a degree, but Seiryū was tempted to wholly ignore it, as he could easily get over his exhaustion over time, perhaps with a coffee or two if the situation worsened. “No offense taken. I probably just need to wake up a bit more, a few more minutes should do.” He spoke out, containing a small yawn from escaping him.

His brain, and eyes, was far too lazy to utilize the Kōga clan’s unique kekkei genkai, so he simply went about watching, though with no real aim trying to read the girl with red hair. There was a slight moment where he caught something, though it vanished instantly, as if nothing really happened, something which he immediately forgot. Luckily, this was vacation for Seiryū, so he wouldn’t need to exert himself physically for anything too demanding, at least not in the common sense of shinobi duties. His eyes noted her slight fidgeting as she inquired about his travelling habits, something which he wouldn’t mind disclosing as it held no real significance, though the answer would certainly make her aware of where he was from. “Yeah, something like that. I likely would’ve arrived here a bit late for the exams to start if I took my time or left a day or so later. Suna is a bit far off from Kumo, so it likely wasn’t the best idea to rush here.” It was true, as Sunagakure no Sato was one of the furthest major shinobi villages from the Land of Lightning. So, it was a given that Seiryū would’ve either arrived too late or he would have needed to rush. His trek to Kumo was solely delayed due to the time it took for his bow to be brought in at the weapon shop he had ordered it from, his senbon launcher still being modified to test its limits.

Seiryū’s adventure through the hub of Mt. Ikkyu was for a sole purpose currently, to get something that could give him enough energy to make it through the day, as he’d be able to rest up once again at night. He couldn’t sleep through the day, and taking a nap in a foreign village seemed like an odd concept to him, as most time he took naps outdoors, in familiar places, in Suna. Instead, he decided to simply converse with the female, until she decided that she should be on her way, or until he had to satisfy his lack of apparent energy; as it bothered him that he wasn’t really himself at the moment, just a far lazier version. “Do you know any good places to eat around here? Or are you just as new here as me?” He would wait for an answer, before deciding it was time to introduce himself, his voice still tired, though returning to his normal tilt in the slightest. “I’m Imada Seiryū, from Sunagakure no Sato.” A simple greeting only telling her of his name, before a sly grin reformed on his face. Perhaps it wasn’t too difficult to return to his normal self. “Nice to meet you Tiny.” The way in which he said the newly formed name for his unknown conversation partner was said with warmth, one that one would utilize when conversing with a person they enjoyed being around, or simply wanted to know better.

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Manami smiled a little wider as he explained that he was fine. Being who she was, Manami had never really understood why people would happily ignore things they knew were detrimental to their health. If Manami was tired, she was more than happy to do something about - of course as long as it was within the realm of possibility and didn't compromise on mission objectives. She didn't see the point in stopping yourself from resting when it was necessary. You needed to sleep to live, but she supposed that for some shinobi sleeping was never really a priority in their lives. Perhaps they just became used to a sleepless routine after a short while, and found it difficult to way from that pattern of life. Manami had never had much structure in he way that her days went and mostly just went along with whatever was happening at that particular moment in time. It made her highly adaptable for most if not all situations. The method didn't work for everyone, but it worked for her, so she kept at it. 

Her eyes lit up as he explained where he was from. Suna then. Manami had only ever really heard stories of the desert village, but all the tales had intrigued her greatly. Her mindset shifted from her original objective, and locked on to her new one. She knew very well that she was probably annoying this man now, just asking questions as she was, but Manami had the urge to know more. As much as she possibly could. Sunagakure had always sounded like an amazing place when she'd heard about it. A million nuanced queries sat at the back of her tongue, but Manami managed to restrain herself from asking them all in a flurry. Instead she waited for the man to finish his speaking. "Ah, no. I'm just as new to all of this," She motioned with her arms to indicate the swarm of people, "as you are." A little laugh escaped her at this. The man introduced himself, and Manami blanched a little bit at his chosen nickname for her. She sighed softly at it, quite used to such nicknames being height based. She held out her hand to shake his in any case. "Uzumaki Manami. Nice to make your acquaintance, Sei-chan!" 

Manami felt quite happy with that as his nickname. For some reason it felt good to call such a tall guy -chan. It suited him, almost. She assumed that since he had asked, Seiryu was in fact feeling hungry. Manami recalled that she hadn't yet had any breakfast of her own. She probably needed to rectify that soon. It wasn't as if the waterfall was going anywhere. "I can always help you look for a good place to eat though. I'm sure there are plenty of good places around here." This thought reminded her of her need to be stricter with her budget, and she wondered if she would be able to afford having a meal at one of the many fancy restaurants that were on display at the resort. It was one thing to splurge on living space, but another thing entirely to spend copious amounts of money on something you ate within 20 minutes. Sure, good food was nice, but not worth having to live in a shack fro the rest of her stay in Kumo. If Seiryu did accept her request to join him, she hoped that he would deign it a good idea to visit an affordable establishment. She was working on a genin paycheck, after all.

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The curiosity that appeared on her face at the mention of his village flew by his tired eyes, though he noted the expression blankly, but never registered it. Figuring they were both as lost as the other in this village, having recently arrived in the village, wasn’t out of the question and her affirmation of his thought entered his mind. Her light laugh that followed went by him without another thought, taking it as an expression that was nothing more than to simply ease some nerves that affected her.

A playful grin was definitely apparent on his face when he referred to her as ‘Tiny’, though he knew he certainly could come up with something for her that was more unique, and not cliché as the one referring to her height. As she extended her much smaller hand towards him, he simply glanced down at it, looking down at the girl that was nearly a foot shorter than himself, knowing that it’d be different as he hadn’t met, and conversed, with someone of a similar height in ages, not since he was shorter himself. Taking note of her name, Seiryū met her hand with his own, lightly grasping it and putting a minimal amount of strength to it. His grin slightly faded when she called him ‘Sei-chan’, never having been given, or called, such a nickname before, especially one usually meant for children. After just a moment, though his expression went back to a friendly one, releasing her hand and returning it to his side. “Well, Manami-chan, if that’s how it’s going to be, I think I’ll have to come up with a new nickname for you.” He wasn’t in a rush to make one, nor to think on it for the moment, so he’d just refer to her by her name, something usually considered informal due to their newly formed acquaintance, but he felt comfortable with it.

At her suggestion of helping him find a good place to eat, he was about to instantaneously agree to it, though he thought back to his very first question, the one where she asked about the falls. Before he could agree to such a thing, he had to figure out if he would be keeping her away from the falls. “While I certainly wouldn’t mind a pretty companion, Seiryū lightly aired out, as a compliment, “didn’t you have a waterfall to go find?” He questioned, wondering if she had forgotten about her initially question. After a brief pause on Seiryū’s end, before Manami could get out a single word, he decided a bit of playful banter couldn’t hurt. “Or was that your attempt at getting me to talk to you?” He grinned from ear to ear, his right hand rising up to his hair to sweep back the few stray strands that landed on his forehead, causing him to feel the slightest tingling sensation.

After waiting a bit, to see what she had to say, he certainly did appreciate her offer to help him find a good place to eat, as currently he had no clue what any of the nearby restaurants had to offer. The Suna resident hadn’t even bothered to look within the pamphlet they left in his room, the one with information on the vast amount of tourist attractions and nearby eateries. “Though, hopefully the offer on helping me find a place still stands. Nothing too expensive, wouldn’t want to have to leave Kumo early due to the lack of money.” While he meant for it to be a joke, there was truth behind the statement, to a degree. His funds being limited certainly pushed him as is, so finding a moderately priced establishment was at the top of his priorities. Having only his funds and no one else to help him if he was in a tight spot, due to the lack of supporting family, left the Imada a bit picky when it came to his stay in the Land of Lightning. Perhaps he’d need to try his luck at the Golden Horn Casino, so he wouldn’t need to be as frugal with his day to day leisure.

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Seiryū waited, wondering the kinds of food that Kaminari no Kuni, more particularly, Mt. Ikkyu had to offer. He wondered if the female with red hair had a clue about any of the eateries around here, as not only was his stomach the only thing bothering him at the current time. For the sleep that he never fully received was catching up to him, demanding the Suna native’s full attention. The bout between his stomach and his eyes (their need to close), was a full on collision, knowing one wouldn’t be satisfied if he sought the other. Of course, if he sated his hunger first, then he’d simply be able to sleep right after to solve both problems. The issue with sleeping now and eating later was easy to deduce, his hunger would only grow the longer he went without any nourishment. As for what to eat, he had no particular clue. Seiryū’s knowledge about traditional foods to Kaminari no Kuni was lacking, for he wasn’t much of an avid enthusiast when it came to the cultural differences between the Land of Lightning and the Land of Wind.

He glanced towards Manami, wondering if she solely offered due to his current appearance, one that which one could easily denote how terrible he was currently feeling, the hooded eyes not assisting his cause to appear normal. He recalled his comment about her wanting to visit the falls, remembering that was how their conversation had started. Seiryū figure he could leave her be, let her tackle the task of finding and viewing the falls on her own, while he grabbed a snack from a vendor on his way back to his room. The wait in a restaurant, he felt, would kill him, as the process was far longer than him grabbing food from a vendor. Waiting to be seated, waiting on their waiter, and then waiting for their food for thirty minutes just didn’t seem to appeal to the purple eyed individual currently. The otherside seemed like an easier process, for he may need to wait in line and then order his food which, at most, would take ten minutes to be prepared, with the likelihood of being prepared far earlier.

With hesitance, not wanting her to take his leave as a slight against her, for he wouldn’t mind spending the afternoon with someone else, but his body wasn’t cooperating with him, Seiryū spoke up softly, his voice a bit rough. “On second thought, I think I’ll just be getting something from a stand and go back to sleep. I’m sorry, but I don’t want to fall asleep on you.” Seiryū apologized, knowing that this would be where they would part ways. Normally, he would leave an offer to continue this other time, yet the likelihood of meeting someone in a foreign country, where numerous people gathered, would provide a difficult environment to find a single person, unless specific plans were made. Not wanting to tie her up with plans that may never come to fruition, supressing a yawn as it came, Seiryū bowed his head slightly towards her, aiding in his apology. “Perhaps, one day, we’ll run in to each other again. Don’t want to make a promise I may not be able to keep.” He offered a smile, even if he had no obligation to truly join her today. With a casual wave, Seiryū stepped away, looking to find a food stand to grab a snack before heading back to his hotel room.

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Apologies for leaving without concluding the thread, but I wished to free up a RP slot. Maybe one day we can RP again.

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