"You're right about that," says a voice from a few feet behind her.

Takeru doesn't come any closer, holding up a hand in a gesture that's meant to be half greeting, half apology. By the time he got close enough to realize he wasn't alone out here he knew there'd be no escaping unnoticed; if she didn't hear him approach, she'd definitely catch his attempt to slink away. The least awkward thing to do now is play it casual. "Sorry. I promise I wasn't trying to sneak up on you. I guess we both had the same idea about getting away from the temple for a while."

There are plenty of distractions during the daytime: new people to meet, questions to ask, rooms to explore. The quiet of night, though, likely means being alone with all the thoughts and worries they've been trying to push aside. No one wants to deal with that, so Takeru isn't at all surprised to find he isn't the only one feeling restless.