Her smile was tight and just a little bitter. "Why don't we find the ones who smell like a lie. There's a barn, there, that ought to hold everyone. A decent genjutsu should herd them that way, or a dozen clones." They were, after all, only civilians.

She took a breath and thought of the boy who only wanted to go home. "If any of those kids has a chance to heal," she murmured softly, "we ought to give it to them." The rest... she thought of the girl, Aoi, of the kind of ninja she'd make or the timebomb she could become. Both seemed fitting.

The rest of the children, the ones who wouldn't find their home here, could decide where to go, and she and Raidou could see them settled.