"I thought so." She turned her attention to the speaker. Dark hair and eyes, athletic build, she doubted they were strictly civilian. Civilians seemed to have a kind of portliness to them in Konoha that the girl lacked.

"Last time I cam through these markets there had been a lovely emerald fan. I'd almost bought it until my escort found me." She pauses, "I didn't think there was much interest in non-decorative fans here." And against she snapped the fan closed, the motion smooth on the hinge. That pleased her. It was a rare thing to find a fan as well made as if she'd made it herself.