Inumuta stopped on the sidewalk, glancing over the notes that he had taken - he was satisfied with how the data collection had gone, and was about to head home. Well, to whatever he could call home now - that blasted apartment was cramped, since he had to actually live with people now. What a revolting thought. Even when he was with Nudist Beach, he had his own living arrangements, so at least he had a so-called ‘hidey hole’.
These thoughts of his rather despicable accommodations were instantly halted by the very familiar clacking of a boot heel against the ground. Inumuta didn’t even need to turn around to determine the source of the sound; he could already feel the radiance of the person behind him by memory alone. After all, it was hard to forget one’s master, especially when you were one of her most trusted subordinates. Allowing himself a sigh of relief at her safety, Inumuta turned around and immediately dropped to one knee - something he would do for one and only one individual.
「Lady Satsuki... it’s good to see you’re doing well. Although, I must admit, I was hoping to not see you in such a deplorable place.」Inumuta lifted his head up and noticed that, while Satsuki had still kept her Junketsu, her Bakuzan was replaced with a cheap wooden knockoff. Sanageyama and Jakuzure would not be pleased when they found out their handiwork was wasted in such a manner. But, those two were of little concern to Inumuta right now. Not when there was work to be done.
「Though, you needn’t show concern of any sort any longer. Your eyes and ears have returned to you, though I must confess that I am very limited in scope.」This was when Inumuta made a note of something, something that he felt prudent to speak to Satsuki about. Something that he could note, of course, after he rose back to his feet; he suspected that Satsuki wouldn’t be too approving of him staying knelt for so long.
「Ah yes, one other thing, Lady Satsuki. Be cautious around the city; I ran into one Rei Hououmaru before I found you. Though it’s merely a flunky, we cannot ignore the risk of your mother or Nui Harime being present here.」It would be much more helpful if Gamagoori or Sanageyama were here as well, but he could fill in as a shield if the need arose. Though frail in body, Inumuta would not hesitate to throw it in front of any blow headed for Satsuki. Such was his loyalty to her, he supposed.
