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Considering that that Vei was currently hidden inside the rather loud windmill, having latched onto the spinning blades and then jumped off it into a window, and hearing powers didn't have anything to do with sheikah nor was she one if they did, after Idris evaded to really far away, Veitaru couldn't hear or see him, and thus completely missed the whole point of his game. In other words, Idris was probably going to win, because Veitaru wasn't looking for him anymore. Veitaru had grown up under a very stealthy Sheikah, who, once he made with the deku nut escape, Veitaru knew the conversation was over and she wasn't going to talk to him again to day.

Instead, she made with her escape route that she had planned out in case things went south, using the tunnel into the graveyard. She had to admit to herself, whenever she used this path she ended up at a dead run from fright. She'd never encountered anything there before, but it was gloomy at the best of times and with all the darkness creeping over the land.. It just scared her to no end. One more thing that separated her from her Father. Unlike a sheikah, she was afraid of the dark. And she hated that weakness. But she was still afraid of the dark in this place, no matter how much she hated it. The nighttime with the moon and the stars, she could handle. But that deep, heavy blackness lit only by never dying witch flames? A few times in the past she had tried to make herself walk slowly, calmly, or even just wait near the exit. But it never worked, the terror that gripped her in this place was too much. Like the place knew she was there, and that she didn't belong. Or worse, that she did.

Thanks to her dead run, however, she came to spy on Lethe, Cain, and Frore. Well, spy, is a pretty bad word for it when one comes shooting out of a hole in the side of an earthen wall and come tumbling and scraping down, summoning a miniature landslide. As she stumbled to her feet, just barely staying upright as she slid down, she got a sight of the three.

"Uh... Hi.." Was what she said, in a manner not so unlike a normal 10 year old who's a bit bashful and still a little scared and very breathless. She had no clue what any of these things were, other than the fairy. She awkwardly dusted herself off, to little effect against the wet dirt. She never liked to be seen in her bodysuit, and the fact that her terror stricken exodus had been witnessed was embarrassing too.