The guards were standing up straight, even more so now with the others near them, and neither said a word. The woman that was now leaned against the carriage didn't as much as react or respond when the two shinobi walked up, reaching around for pockets that weren't there, until she finally fished into the bag she had dropped and pulled out a what looked to be some type of cigarette. Snapping towards one of the guards, then fumbled around pulling out what could generously be called a match and managed to light it and the cigarette before putting it out and stepping on it.
"Hey"
Taking a long drag after a short greeting, she blew her smoke with no regard to the others around her. She stood out against the back drop that was this entire mission and situation, but it was clear she couldn't have cared less.
"Well Namikaze Hibana, my cousin is inside of the carriage behind me, and she's in a real pissy mood."
There was a noise from behind her as the door was clearly trying to be opened, but the smoking cousin was leaned against it rolling her eyes.
"I am not pissy, nor moody, nor angry, nor spoiled, nor impatient, or any of the other laundry list of insults you've slung at me today. Why are you coming along anyways? Uuuuugh!"
Ichimi was at least most of those things she herself had just listed off from this small interaction. The cousin that clearly didn't seem to want to be out here anymore than the driver or the two guards exhaled smoke a second time, flicking off the ashes from the tip at her feet and nodded.
"You must be the one in charge then."
Pointing the cigarette in Kazuto's direction, she rolled her eyes as Ichimi was mumbling some sort of annoyance or grievance inside before looking back towards him.
"I was told to tag along and babysit, so you don't have to literally babysit this one."
A loud thud against the door was followed by more yelling from inside.
"I am NOT a baby!"
The guards looked uncomfortable, and the driver looked like he was ready to jump down and walk off into the closest large body of water to get away from this situation, but none of them spoke. This was sure to be an interesting ride for more than a few reasons.
"Sorry about Princess Pouty, but we are ready when you are."
She motioned towards her bag at one of the guards who was quick to bend down and pick it up, as she flicked her cigarette at the ground as the other stomped it out quickly, then turned to open the door for all three. Inside was Ichimi, arms crossed and face flush red either from the yelling or who knows what else prior to the shinobi showing up. For now though, she was quiet, making a point to hmph at her cousin and stare at the ceiling, not acknowledging Hibana or Kazuto at all, at least not at first.