[He might try to flop down next to her, but Hayame isn't about to allow it. When the man approaches and seems to be about to sit, she rather obviously moves several feet away, crossing her arms under her bound breasts.]
None of your business.
[She takes another ripping bite from the chunk of bark in her hand, chewing on the bitter substance with an inadvertent sneer.]
no subject
None of your business.
[She takes another ripping bite from the chunk of bark in her hand, chewing on the bitter substance with an inadvertent sneer.]