Mary
Miya's face remained that stoic, serious and emotionless wall, despite the tears forming in the genin's eyes. It seemed that, even in this situation, bringing any sort of emotional reaction out of Miya was very hard, nigh impossible. This came from the fact that something feel odd with the situation and story. That, and the fact Miya was naturally stoic, obviously.

"The same father who pushed you to be a strong shinobi resents the village?" It was a rhetorical question. Miya didn't even give Chinami a second to reply to that one before she moved on to the next. "The same father who's a civilian and didn't see the massacre of the village, told you it was Nora just because? The same father who isn't a shinobi to begin with told you stories as a child of Nora's wrongful behaviour?"

The questions were merely the obvious things that stood out to Miya in the entire situation. She didn't doubt there were civilians out there who didn't like the village. Odds were Chinami's father didn't like it. But she didn't think she had meant her father when she said *'he'*, especially because of the way she spoke.

*'Why he lie? Lying makes everything more confusing.'*

"I don't believe you, Tsumetai." Miya let out, icy blue eyes locked fiercely on Chinami's. "The more you try to deceive me, the more suspicious it becomes. I suggest you tell me the truth... The whole truth."
Herbert
*It was at this point tears were streaming down her eyes she couldn't even speak anymore. Then Miya called her by her family name. No, she wasn't going to allow this unfairness anymore why was she being attacked for going through trauma? This wasn't fair. She had come here to to take her mind off things only for it to turn into an interrogation.* "No." *Tears continued to fall down her face* "I'm going though a lot right now, I barely know what I'm even saying I can't think and you are not helping! I come here trying to take my mind of things and you attack me! No I refuse to argue about my father and my issues with him with you."

*Chinami turned, clearly not in a good mental place. This encounter clearly having made it worse.* "Goodbye, Miya. Let's not speak again." *She began to walk away not even taking the time to pick up her bag. She had to leave whilst still had the ability to recover from this stress.*
Mary
"I have yet to show any hostility to you like you've shown to me." Miya replied, unbothered by Chinami's breakdown and words. She didn't have her Frontier Mask no right now but she might as well have since her face didn't betray any thoughts or emotions on the matter.

There was nothing Miya could really do to stop Chinami from leaving. She could pull rank and order her to stay, but that wouldn't really help her understand what the genin was going through. She could physically force her to stay, but Chinami had yet to do anything truly wrong or irreversible. A few moments ago, she had reached for her blade rather confrontationally, in Miya's eyes, but she'd since released it.

Without saying anything, she watched the genin walk away, her eyes staying on her back until the genin was fully out of sight. The entire exchange had been, in one word, suspicious. This wasn't the first encounter with Chinami so Miya already knew her a bit. She sensed there was something else the genin was not telling her but she wasn't sure what.

Noticing the left behind bag, Miya walked over to it. Everything was odd, yet it didn't warrant enough reason, yet at least, for Miya to browse through the genin's belongings. Grabbing the bag, Miya decided to hold on to it until the situation progressed. 

Whether it would progress in a way where she'd have enough cause to check Chinami's belongings or the other way around, it remained to be seen...