The day had moved in relative boredom after the earlier events had rocked the village to it's core. Personally, Ty Lee was happy with the monotonous, mind-numbing repetitive tasks she had been given in order to help recoup some kind of normalcy around the place. It gave her little time to think of what happened and even less time to dwell on the man calling himself her deceased sensei. It was almost sad when the work was over, or at least over until the next day. She had welcomed the escape from herself but, as she was painfully aware, all good things had to come to an end. Kanbe had asked her to meet him afterward at a nearby shop but was called off on some kind of thing before they could walk there together. This gave Ty Lee an uncomfortable amount of time to herself, so she spent it like she always did.
The key fiddled with a lock for a few tense moments before a click sounded it's success. She turned the knob to that familiar door before pushing it open and walking into her permanently empty house. It was growing less and less empty as time went on though, no longer the bare minimum as it had been those years ago. She had pictures now, some of her teammates, and some of places far off she planned to visit some day. There was a couch now, and even a table to entertain guests that she never would have had back as a Genin. The mirrors of the house were all turned around. They would be righted if someone came over but, alone as usual, now they only reflected the wall and darkness. She shook free from her mourning clothes and strutted through her bedroom before finding her wardrobe. There were quite a few copies of her usual outfit, a trick to avoid laundry mostly, but in the corner hung a nice and light sweater. She grabbed it and some leggings before quickly taking an ice cold shower. She shook the wetness from her hair as she dried off and threw on her, at least in her opinion, cutest clothes. She took Arid's scarf and tied it in a bow around her neck before pulling it around to the back. Her leggings were black, of course, and she slipped on some beige boots. For a moment she considered flipping one of the mirrors to get a look at herself but she knew better.
The shop wasn't all that far from her house, nothing in the village was really all that far honestly. She didn't speed toward it though but instead took her time. Who knew how long Kanbe would be gibberjabbing with the elders anyway? "What even happened today?" She asked, head tilted up to the darkening sky above. The glow of fires polluted the emerging stars, only the brightest of which shone through. A sigh, if something so heavy could be called one, escaped her lips before she rounded the corner to the shop. To her surprise the taller swordsbowman had beat her there and was standing a little ways inside. She snickered before tiptoeing behind him and let out a low whistle.
"You know you're blocking the door, right?"