Before Hope can reply, the front door clicks open and shut. In their moments of distraction caused by arguing over a weapon, Lightning had returned to the house, stalking across sand and wooden floors alike like some big cat on the hunt. She's smoke-stained and clearly not happy, long strides eating the ground until she's standing in front of the waiting group and casting a glance around. Hope gets the longest look and a nod--don't worry she's fine---but then she turns her attention to the ninja kids milling about the front room. Her eyes narrow at the state they're in--smoke stained and tired--but the anger doesn't fade. If anything, it just gets colder.

"So. Does anyone want to explain why none of you ran the second you saw Bowser, or either time I told you to go?"

She crosses her arms over her chest, shifting her weight onto her back foot while she waits for someone, anyone, to answer. Something tells her she's not going to like this.

[post order Tenten > Obito > Sasuke > Evan > Hope > Lightning.]