The sound he had heard was the footsteps of the attractive wandering ronin Suzume Hiroshi, who had stopped as she saw the men. She turns to face them, somewhat curious as to what had occurred, though she keeps a hand on her scabbard instinctively, as one never knew when a fight may break out. She slowly approached the men, stopping a few feet away and shifting her weight to one side as she does so, raising her only eyebrow beneath her black jingasha hat at the sight before her. “What happened here?”