[Travelling by shrine is becoming a little more familiar to Shun after his first week, even if it's still an odd concept to him, and he's just brushing himself off when he hears something scratching from outside. It's very faint, and to him it sounds like a pencil, but as suspicious as he is in general, his first assumption is that it's something worse than it sounds.
Striding out, he catches sight of the girl drawing outside, and though he can tell what she's doing, he doesn't know why anyone would be drawing "his" shrine off-hand like this.]
What the hell are you doing here? [His tone is brusque, but not quite accusatory, though his eyes are narrowed in a none-too-friendly way.]
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Striding out, he catches sight of the girl drawing outside, and though he can tell what she's doing, he doesn't know why anyone would be drawing "his" shrine off-hand like this.]
What the hell are you doing here? [His tone is brusque, but not quite accusatory, though his eyes are narrowed in a none-too-friendly way.]