He was hiding, sure, but Mihai'en was beginning to suspect that Shiro was even more paranoid than he was. There were two of them, sure, but they seemed rather harmless. Hells, one of them looked even younger than Shiro. It didn't take a genius to see that the two of them meant no harm. Mihai'en stepped out of the bushes, and yelled at their backs. What was Shiro apt to do, anyway, scowl some more?

"Hail, friends!" He shouted, unceremoniously. "To where are you traveling?"