Having mostly stayed out of the way while the girls unpacked, Haruki was still outside, just leaning against one of the trees in front of the house and thinking. He was certain that her scent was among those that came off the bus, and he had been absorbed by the thoughts it brought with it since they had arrived. [i]How long has it been, now? Too long...I'm sure of that.[/i] He wondered about how she had been doing since he had last seen her. Did she ever think about him as well? 

[i]...I really ought to go find something to do inside already.[/i]
It was distracting just to have sensed her, but he couldn't just let that control him. He had to present himself in a dignified manner at all times, right? 

He was about to go inside when a very familiar scent alerted him to the approaching female just as she walked out of the house. He turned his head slightly, glancing at her from the corner of his eye, but he decided not to approach. Instead, he waited, the same impassively confident look he always wore on his face.