It had happened in the market. Di was still mulling over the details of the Yatagarasu murders and in his reveries had almost missed the signs. How foolish he though to himself as his senses focused taking in all the tiny signifiers. Deep thought was necessary to crack such a diabolical case as this but one should never become dead to the world around themselves. Her chakra was unmistakable. Di kept his suppressed most of the time. He didn't want the ninja of Kirigakure catching onto his true nature. There was no telling what they would do – especially if they considered him to be a spy.

She didn't care about that though. Walking through the market, a porcelain goddess looking every part the divinity that she was. Alabaster hair trailed down her back and pointed ears granted her an appearance suggestive of the elves that were sung about in the lands far across the sea. Not a blemish marred her countenance or form and unlike the detective she hadn't covered up this little detail.

In short she was beautiful. Too beautiful and too perfect. While Ninja families bred some strange and striking features none Di could think of had quite the same level of unearthly grace present in a member of his own clan. The question was did she know the danger she was in? As she walked so brazenly through the streets of Kirigakure did she know just how threatening the human world could be?  

So he had trailed her to her lodgings. Possibly not the most gentlemanly thing to have done but propriety be damned in this case. He needed to talk to her, make a few inquiries for his own peace of mind. Should she come to harm just because he had complacently stood aside and watched he wouldn't forgive himself. So drawing a scrap of paper from the notepad he kept within his coat Di scrawled a hasty message in a language known as the imperial tongue of dragons. Few would know what the message even was and even fewer could decode the symbols. But to Shion it would read

“Please forgive the hastiness and the manner in which I conduct this greeting. I recently noticed you while  travelling in the market and recognized you as my kin. While you are under no obligations I would be greatly relieved should you take me up on an offer of morning tea tomorrow at the peregrine cafe where we might discuss certain matters.”

Di supposed this might sound somewhat suspicious but really it would be better than bursting into her house. Besides he wanted some time to arrange several things before the meeting occurred.

The next day

Di sat at a table looking out on the streets of Kirigakure. The sun shone bright in the sky, for once dispelling all trace of the near perpetual mist that shrouded the land. Keeping his eyes peeled his gaze swept across the street searching for the girl. Somehow he didn't think spotting her in the crowd would be that difficult.