Jiro looked at her for a moment, lost in thought as he looked at the monkey. He could see no signs of spells on the creature but she could have cast them... wait. Jiro's eyes raised as he realized that was a joke. Either way, the Kitsune had misunderstood him, deliberately or not. He smiled at her, slowing down to her pace. His legs wished to run, stretch out. Instead, he kept his pace. He'd be free once this duty was dealt with.<br/><br/>"Just a passing fancy, Kitsune-San."<br/><br/>He continued his slow pace, eyes on Tsuma as he walked, sinking into his dark thoughts once more. This shouldn't be to difficult. Honestly, it sounded like Ashigaru could handle this task. But when the Major Clans called, one had no choice but to answer.<br/><br/>"We will be there soon enough."