she's used to people staring at her- well, maybe it's more accurate to say that she doesn't care. whether it's looks of surprise or judgement, she pays no mind to them, and soon forgets it even happened in the first place. there's no reason to, after all- their weird looks have absolutely nothing do with her. most people have nothing to do with her. for the most part, she's fine with it.
but she stares at her like she's supposed to know her, with an expression that reads to her as worry... or is it pity? either way, she doesn't recognise her- and any information about her isn't in her notebook. it's a fact that this girl, too, has nothing to do with her. but if that's the case, then why...
" uhm, " her voice is timid when she finally speaks, setting down the memory notebook in her lap. she has nothing to do with her, so... she must be here for yasuke, right? " if you need matsuda-kun, you just missed him. he just went out to check on something, so you'll have better luck finding him somewhere else... "