It wasn't only him that had regrets, there were a few about in her own mind, though that was one of the reasons she'd turned to drinking lately. They'd slowly been creeping back up on her, threatening to turn her mind away from the peaceful-like nature that this place tended to offer. She had no obligations here other than to keep her team in shape and to keep them from being harmed or anything else. Caring for two instead of a whole village's worth was a lot easier than anything else and offered less chance for something bad to happen. Deaths happened, that was a natural part of the shinobi lifestyle, but there were so many things that could've been avoided but ended up not being avoided.

A small frown crossed her lips for just a moment, attention shifting from the bottle to her companion. That expression, on the other hand, got a soft snort from her. She certainly wasn't unaware of his intentions towards her or anything, but there was just that whole... wall of communication thing that never really ever went away. Not that she'd ever really admit to that fact, instead covering it up in whatever way was necessary.

"Why're you looking at me like that?"