"When I get home?" She echoes, thinking about it. Well, she could probably talk a little about it, right? In a weird place like this, maybe the Dark Hour wasn't the strangest thing around. At very least, the problem wouldn't follow her home.

"I have- something really important to do," she explains with a determined nod. "Something only me and my friends can do," she adds while moving some tools. As a somewhat less determined afterthought, "Or Minato. But, I have to be able to do it myself." Because even though they shared a home, he wouldn't come "home" with her. She smiles through the sad feeling it leaves her with.