Masato would tag along behind everybody else, bringing up the rear of the group. Occasionally, he found himself casting a glance backwards; he wasn't really expecting to see anything unusual, but he figured it couldn't hurt to keep on his guard.<br/><br/>He would be quiet as they traveled along, letting Mateia lead since she knew where they were going.  His visage was firmly set in a look of stoicism that meant, to those who knew him, he was thinking quite heavily about one or more things; but whatever thoughts he's having, they're being kept to himself.