Jade Fern Grove don't roll your eyes.

The first visual pass over the greenery did not yield a clear answer right away. However, a voice sounded and zeroed her right in on the stranger with that as a guide.

Her ears twitched, and words processed her expression into a swift squint. Back at him with an arced a brow, she was humored enough to play--even if she was getting on his nerves just by prowling through--which, honestly, good. She could capitalize on that. Fortunately, she had little stock in the hunts of complete strangers, and she had been here long enough to know not to be hung up on one failed trail.

Jomyo pivoted to face him fully, then took a few steps closer. Say so like that and I'm incredibly less inclined, you know, she hissed back at him. Who are you? Before she found her own nickname to title the brat with, so long as she had to look at him, anyway.