His scent whirled through a myriad of emotions before settling on a confusing mix. She snorted through her nose to clear it, rubbing it with the back of one hand. "I'm your resident Inuzuka. Gotta have one. Keeps people worried." She gave him a half feral grin, then tipped her head toward the stand in invitation and started walking again. "My pup's likely going to tear something apart if I don't get over there with money." Kuromaru had finally been released for an afternoon off, his injuries healing well enough that even Waki had said getting out would do him more good than being cooped up. They could only keep him sedated for so long, after all.

Tsume had worried about crossing Ryouma's path, but they'd stayed outside. She smelled like Ryouma, had even shoved an old towel in his bed overnight and taken it to Kuromaru, scent-laden, in the morning. None of that had bothered her familiar. Maybe the man himself wouldn't, either, but she wasn't ready to try it.

Okonomiyaki, however, was fair game--and Kuromaru loved the stuff.

Tsume faced the crowd, trying to get through as she kept talking to the new resident. She'd been avoiding them as a whole, not wanting to meet other ninja while she was weak, but that was no longer possible. Of course, it was hard to worry about someone who smelled so unhappy. She gave him a smile, instead. "Haven't seen you around much. You avoiding the cafeteria? Can't blame you. Though if you praise him, Morimoto'll fix great food." He looked like he could use more food--he was slim and lanky, still growing and already taller than she was. They were either taking them in young these days, or he was very good.

Tsume hoped the latter.

She planted a few pointy elbows into several ribcages trying to get through. It wasn't so much that people didn't want to get out of her way--it was that they were too busy trying to escape from the bounding demon canine to notice Tsume was there. Someone hammered into her and she staggered back, cursing under her breath when her chakra didn't stick her in place. Waki-sensei was going to kill her if she or Kuromaru did themselves damage because of his exuberance.

She dropped back beside Hayate and waved a hand at the crowd. "Think you could fling some killing intent that way? Sure make my life easier." And maybe get her pup's attention. This wasn't the way to spend the first day off bedrest.