Towards Konoha. It was a truly encouraging sign, and it allowed her to relax when she hadn't even realized she'd been tense -- with all that had happened recently, she'd found herself more on guard for everything. That kind of paranoia was unhealthy so close to home though, and now it was looking like it wasn't even close to needed anymore. As strict as this man looked, it seemed he was a lot friendlier than she had first anticipated. Someone who wasn't would've more insistently pushed her away, as far as she knew.

Though she remained close, she made sure to keep a personable distance away from Fugaku from beneath the umbrella -- so much as she could for them both to still share it comfortably, anyway. It wouldn't matter if she got a little wet, but she was still holding a kitten and if she stepped too far she had a feeling that the umbrella would get held out further to cover her. And that wasn't the point, she was supposed to be escorting him!

Still, after a little bit it felt too quiet, and her curiosity simply couldn't be contained anymore as she glanced up at him, stepping carefully to make sure she wouldn't splash or trip as they conversed, "Sorry for not saying so earlier. My name's Milani Adela. Can I know your name please?"