Nodded quietly and simply accepting Kaoru's words as law on the matter the onmyoji rose, taking the tray with him and leaving it in the kitchen before exiting the house from the other side. Adjusting his robes and sliding into a pair of his favored slipper-like boots he was soon outside, hands folded into his sleeves, subtly checking the contents for his tessen and additional effigies for shikigami.

Yata-chan flapped grumpily overhead, irritated at being roused at that hour - or any hour - to go out where people had no business going. why everyone always wanted to leave the comforts of the Bastion he couldn't fathom. If you didn't have to leave the nest, why bother?