After a brief moment of consideration, Ami bobbed her head in agreement and set her drink down so that the could heave herself onto the bench. She settled herself and smoothed down her dress, once more hiding a few sheathed blades that had been unsettled before picking her drink back up.

"I want summer to be over," Ami declared, in a good enough mood that a little petulance actually slipped into her voice. Looking at her, it wasn't hard to see why. She was pale, with more hair than some adult kunoichi. Her clothes were at least the right material to keep her cool, but all in all the summer months were no great friend to her.