[He didn't seem terribly disappointed to not be who she was looking for. It just meant that once she was settled in he could be on his way, prowling about his jungle once more. Maybe he could help her out once she was ready to leave, if he didn't get carried away with the idea of making a path in the underbrush.]

I certainly think so, and I hope she does as well. I care for Masaki quite a bit. [That was an understatement, but he couldn't go around speaking about their past, and so his feelings for her simply had to be downplayed.

It wouldn't be long before they happen upon his temple, the immediate look of it being perhaps somewhat intimidating, especially in how the entrance seemed rather well hidden.]

I imagine she gets along well with most people. She can be a spitfire, though. [He smiled as if she should already be in on that little 'joke', leading her under a little overhang to where there was a small mud room before the main door.]

Here we are.