She's immensely thankful for Neji's consideration of her headache. She takes over leading once away from the main thoroughfare. The majority of the visitor traffic thinning to primarily locals as they move further down a side street and around a corner.

The little place is as she'd hoped fairly quiet despite the time. Even the other villagers eating elsewhere on the off chance the tourists discovered it. They're ushered quickly to a table in the back and away from the other patrons so that the murmur of voices is little more than a whisper. She orders a lemon ginger tea for herself.