[ Gray doesn't arm herself as the two newcomers enter the clearing, though she keeps her right hand tucked close, ready to draw her weapon if needed. Alenroux is typically peaceful territory in the daytime (between factions, anyhow), but given her own reason for being here, she can't rule out the possibility of running into hostile Kenites.
Once she gets a good look at the two people, she cautiously begins to relax. She's seen them before in passing; even if she's never spoken to them, they're a striking pair, and she remembers especially being fascinated by how the man's six arms moved as he scrambled around in the training grounds. Still, listening to them complain is a bit awkward. Even if she's literally been sitting here and minding her own business, she feels like she's the one walking in on their conversation. Especially because "that woman" probably refers to a certain someone...
In contrast to the two recruits, Gray brightens a little when Hayame's blunt voice cuts through the clearing. Mostly because it saves Gray the social pain of having to explain herself to near-strangers. She often misses the days when she could simply hide behind her mentor whenever people tried to talk to her.
As the recruits receive their dressing down, Gray quietly turns back to her fire so that she can dig through her pack and stick a couple more ears of corn on sticks and mount them by the fire for roasting. Maybe they'll all be hungry after Hayame is done being disappointed in her recruits. ]
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Once she gets a good look at the two people, she cautiously begins to relax. She's seen them before in passing; even if she's never spoken to them, they're a striking pair, and she remembers especially being fascinated by how the man's six arms moved as he scrambled around in the training grounds. Still, listening to them complain is a bit awkward. Even if she's literally been sitting here and minding her own business, she feels like she's the one walking in on their conversation. Especially because "that woman" probably refers to a certain someone...
In contrast to the two recruits, Gray brightens a little when Hayame's blunt voice cuts through the clearing. Mostly because it saves Gray the social pain of having to explain herself to near-strangers. She often misses the days when she could simply hide behind her mentor whenever people tried to talk to her.
As the recruits receive their dressing down, Gray quietly turns back to her fire so that she can dig through her pack and stick a couple more ears of corn on sticks and mount them by the fire for roasting. Maybe they'll all be hungry after Hayame is done being disappointed in her recruits. ]