Iro was traveling with Simon as he served as a sort of escort and ticket within Kumogakure. Without him she would most likely be removed forcefully or perhaps even worse depending on the leadership and their relation towards Sungakure. If Simon represented most of Kumogakure's opinion on foreign Shinobi, perhaps she was in good standing. The thought of being a foreigner still bugged her. Iro wasn't even completely familiar with her own former village. She tend to stay at home when she wasn't out and about. When she did go out it was either because of her duties or if she wanted to do something social. These places, however, were well-known. It was safe to say she stayed in a close comfort zone and rarely tried new things. Being the situation that she was in now, Iro had little choice but to be open minded about everything that was happening.
"What is the Raikage like?" Iro said, almost subtlety not to draw any attention to herself from the people she passed by. And that reminded her. Checking her peripherals urgently she deftly removed her forehead protector. It had...little purpose being worn now. She was not a diplomat, in her own village, or going to transverse the wilderness. It was meaningless to let others know she was foreign, aside to draw attention. And that was the last thing she wanted. With no equipment on her body she simply tucked the forehead protector in her obi sash she worn around her abdomen. She would appear as a normal civilian, though donning some particularly outlandish clothes.
Iro's eye would suddenly catch tea house located among the bazaar. Whether Simon answered in a timely manner or not, she would exclaim. "Hey, I have an idea! Would you like to try out that place?" Iro said, extending her arm with her finger pointed at an established named "Ran Hotei - Tea House." Iro enjoyed tea, and had worked up quite an appetite since she was hiking. Her diet had be fairly plain in her travels. Some dine-in cuisine would do her some good to lift her spirits a bit. If anything, she might find something reputable in this village that would be worth a second visit.
"What is the Raikage like?" Iro said, almost subtlety not to draw any attention to herself from the people she passed by. And that reminded her. Checking her peripherals urgently she deftly removed her forehead protector. It had...little purpose being worn now. She was not a diplomat, in her own village, or going to transverse the wilderness. It was meaningless to let others know she was foreign, aside to draw attention. And that was the last thing she wanted. With no equipment on her body she simply tucked the forehead protector in her obi sash she worn around her abdomen. She would appear as a normal civilian, though donning some particularly outlandish clothes.
Iro's eye would suddenly catch tea house located among the bazaar. Whether Simon answered in a timely manner or not, she would exclaim. "Hey, I have an idea! Would you like to try out that place?" Iro said, extending her arm with her finger pointed at an established named "Ran Hotei - Tea House." Iro enjoyed tea, and had worked up quite an appetite since she was hiking. Her diet had be fairly plain in her travels. Some dine-in cuisine would do her some good to lift her spirits a bit. If anything, she might find something reputable in this village that would be worth a second visit.