Nyoko, who, in the meantime managed to get to the gate, raised her hand at Blake's words. "I do. I'm all out of food, and my hairbrush broke..." she admitted, toying with one of her necklace, head bent back in a mildly provocative manner that exposed her swan-like neck. She naturally noticed Blake looking at her, but she was already used to it. It was hard to not look if one possessed her physique. "Ruki, will you help me with the food?" she inquired at her brother. He gave her a nod. "As long as you let me pick. The last time you picked food I was sick for a week." he replied grimly.<br/><br/>"You have a stomach for sake and not food?" she asked with a raised brow as they started walking away from the gate. He nodded again, although there was a little mockery in it.<br/>"You cook strangely." he shrugged. She sighed, and leaned over to Blake. "Where can we get the food here, even? And a hairbrush, don't forget about that!" she asked, retrieving a thin wooden hairbrush from somewhere in her clothes - or, to be more accurate, two halves of it. The edges of her mouth sank down as she looked at it, and she gave Blake a sad look.