"Well here we are. Yamigakure. I told you I remember the way here." Malm proudly proclaimed to his companion.
"Yeah yeah. What do you want? A cookie?" Mouse responded with a roll of her eyes, not so amused. She looked around the village as a small frown formed on her face. "Something tells me we won't exactly be able to blend in here."
Malm nodded in agreement. "Yeah. I guess theres not exactly much we could of done to point out were foreigners any more then we already do. Though I guess I could of bought that 'I <3 Fiore' shirt back in Hargeon." Mouse punched Malm's arm, not exactly amused by his lame attempt at a joke. "Hey. You can't blame me for me trying. Besides it's not exactly a bad thing. We're here to check out things out, nothing we need to be incognito for."
"Maybe so, but I still don't like the look of people's eyes on me. It unnerves me. At least in Fiore, people rationalize that I'm some kind of Takeover mage or a magical creature of some kind, but here it seems to be a different story."
"Yeah. I can understand that."