Whitefish River that's a lot of fish

It seemed things had gone downhill. Fast.

Remaining seated, Lenina simply observed as the scene played out. Eyes scanning each individual — the new stranger most of all. Tempted to tilt her chin up and leave this pettiness behind, she couldn't quite bring herself to abandon Yukimi, especially not when tensions were so high.

Besides, the woman wasn't the type to just leave if told to. If she were to continue her travels, it'd be her own choice. Though, as far as confrontation was concerned, it would not be her first pick.

Releasing an exhausted sigh before rising to her paws, perhaps it'd indeed be best to move onwards.

"Alright, I'll leave, if it pleases you. There is no need to be ill-mannered."