The Temple Crew was still hard at work, even several hours in, or at least, Hijiri and Ichirin were. The others had moved out and started talking to people, or amongst themselves. Even as they did, Nazrin had lost track of Shou, and was looking around, to no avail. Suddenly, both Murasa and Nazrin froze, as if something just happened. Nazrin gets a panicked look on her face, and yells out over the crowd, "Master?! Where are you?"
Murasa's usual cheerful smile fades, and her face hardens. "...The fuck?"