"Hey pal, you don't get to raise your voice to me..." A more familiar sounding growl threatened Yomi from behind. Lazily as usual, she sat down beside him while brushing her face with a torn-off piece of kimono. Kaori was back, no tied-up hair or formal dress, and she had that typical lack of politeness. "Yeah... I figured you wouldn't go all princey in the end, but I like my head attached to the rest of my body. Had to be sure first," she chuckled. Yomi didn't look very amused by this whole situation, but that wouldn't stop his only real friend from being there beside him. Shogun's kid or no, Yomi seemed like he would always be Yomi, simple as...
After Kaori finished fashioning on her usual oddly-cut kimono, she offered her partner a friendly fist bump. "Smile for me already, ya' idiot..."