Such a shame for her, she couldn't even suss out the trouble on her own without being told. Really, for a person like that, she was just waiting for someone like him to find and toy with her. She wouldn't last very long in the world if she didn't shape up, though, or find someone to shape her up for her.

Not that he had any reason to put such effort into her just yet, not until he confirmed exactly what it was about her that pinged his familiarity.

Given that she failed to defuse his trap, it was even easier to find her than it would have been otherwise, and he made it to the noodle stand rather quickly. He settled in a seat next to her, and ordered a bowl of similar noodles in an unassuming and friendly voice. One that might be mistaken either for that of a tourist trying out the local food or of a fellow shinobi simply passing through the town tired from his own mission. Depending on the assumptions of the listener.

Given that she hadn't prevented the town from discovering the evidence, he was almost curious which she would believe.