[ haru blinks in mild alarm at the sight of the familiar black ribbon, but then his mouth quirks faintly. ]

Spoils of battle, huh?

[ he curls it around his hand to keep it out of the way, then returns to his braiding, hands careful and surprisingly quick. but then, he does have three younger sisters, after all. ]

I saw Iwa-san earlier. If I'd known the two of you were arriving together, I would've put you in the same room. [ as it is, he'll have to place ima somewhere else, at least temporarily. ]