The poor girl looked so uncomfortable, she must have wanted Kazumi to leave her alone. Well, it was hard to blame her; she had just been followed around, and accosted by a stranger not that long ago. She also seemed to have trouble speaking. Kazumi was considering just saving her the trouble and excuse herself, but to the blogger's surprise, the white-haired girl finally agreed to be accompanied back home.

"Oh. Well, uh... let's go," Kazumi said, hiding her surprise as best she could, "lead the way!"

Kazumi made sure to stand a couple of paces away from her, trying to be mindful of her apparent discomfort. For a few moments, Kazumi maintained an awkward silence, wondering if any attempt at conversation would result in more fleeing. Or frightened stuttering. Would it bother the poor girl even more? Still, it'd be weird to walk her all the way home and say nothing...

"...By the way, I'm Yamada Kazumi," she finally ventured, "feel free to just call me Kazumi. Do you live nearby?"

Kazumi smiled as politely and nicely as she could at her temporary companion, hoping to ease her into small talk.