Matsuka shot a soft glare at Takeo, taking another long drag from her offending health hazard.

"I appreciate the sentiment, but I'll take responsibility for my health." Nevertheless, after a few more good puffs she dropped the cigarette and ground the flame beneath her boot.

"I'll see you later," she said, picking up her scrolls and fitting them into a harness on her back. As she walked down the street she gave a slight wave without looking back.