The shelter, little more than a run down shack, was not Masumi’s. She had simply found the structure and decided to use it for shelter from the poor weather, though it seemed like she wasn’t the only one to stumble upon the shack now, judging by the knocking.

“You need shelter, too?” Masumi would be an odd sight, with her mismatched and rather low quality riding jacket and mens pants, the results of having to adapt for the sake of being able to travel on horseback easily. “I suppose you can come in, since it looks like it’s still raining out.”

She stepped aside there, revealing that the shack was quite dark aside from the single lantern keeping some sort of light in the place.