They walked for a couple of minutes, getting the feeling that what they were walking through was a very small percentage of the entirety of the building. They no doubt had enough rooms to have a hotel, or even a form of lodging for everyone in the town, it was that big. And while they looked they continued walking, Deidara still glancing behind him just to see if the girl had turned up at all, and it was at this point that their—landlord, you could say—began to speak up, starting,

"I see you've met my daughter,"

And Deidara nodded at this, having thought about it all before, though suddenly, a moment later, he remembered her referring to him as Danna. If he was her father, why call him 'Danna'? No child would call their own father that...unless there was reason to. It was confusing him, along with all the other stuff that didn't add up, until he added onto it,

"Well, it seems like it, anyway, as I've known her that long. You'll...see her, and you won't see her during your stay. She comes and goes, but she's a good girl overall."

Feeling a strange surge of relief that one strange circumstance was brushed away and revealed to be fallacy, he concentrated back on walking through the hallways, completely amazed how big the house actually was. It had four floors, and pretty much stretched on for miles. The fact he'd be staying there for a few days was starting to stress him, especially with things like getting lost. It was something that he was beginning to feel really worried about, and would cause him to look like a complete idiot. It was most likely that would happen. And with the fact he had no idea how to act around his 'daughter', he gathered she would most likely turn up and he'd be standing there mumbling like a mental patient.

It brought unadulterated fear into his heart when he thought of it.

Soon, though, they stopped, and he pointed out two rooms opposite each other, and went on,

"I hope you'll find them alright. I really do welcome you to the town. My house is your house, after all. If you need anything, or you have any questions, feel free to ask my daughter. She may have seemed a little harsh at first, but she's very protective of her home. But, unfortunately, I must go. There is some work on the lowest floors that have required my attention for some time."

Raising an eyebrow as he thought about the place, Sasori questioned,

"Structural issues?"

"Sort of. I can't get in to where I need to go to sort out the problem, and even then I need to consider what to do with it and empty what is in there."

Nodding in goodbye with a smile, he turned and walked back down the hallway, leaving both Sasori and Deidara alone to watch him leave. Turning back to each other, they raised their eyebrows in surprise, but walked into their rooms, Deidara halting at the sight of it. It was the size of a small flat, with its own bathroom and a king-size bed. All the furniture looked extremely expensive, and it was an amazing room to be staying in, one which brought a grin to Deidara's face for a moment, before he decided to talk to Sasori and crossed the corridor into his room.

Looking round at him, he made no attempt to complain about him wandering in without knocking, instead going straight ahead with talking to him, knowing he was most likely thinking the same things he was, though much more likely to actual say them to something. Which would be something he was going to complain about. Crossing his arms, but not bothering to sit down on the bed, Deidara pretty much doing the same, he began,

"Don't do anything stupid Deidara. I know this place is...unusual, not to mention the people, but it's a place to stay, somewhere you happened to choose, so don't go around blurting random things out, okay?"

"I never said I was going to, hmm!" Deidara protested with a frown, adding,

"I don't mind this place, so I'm not going to do anything stupid. And not all of the people are strange. The girl seemed fine...if a little shy, yeah," glancing up to see Sasori raising a disbelieving eyebrow at him, only for Deidara to shoot back,

"What? I'm just curious about her, that's all, un."

And before Sasori could respond to his remark, someone knocked on the door, and going over to it for him, Deidara opened it to reveal the girl standing there, looking a lot less firm than when they had first met. Greeting her with a grin, she bowed at both of them, Deidara instantly protesting to it, shaking his head and saying she didn't need to. She merely nodded in return, not looking him in the eyes, and continued simply,

"Is there anything you need?"

Deidara shook his head, shrugging off the question, and answered,

"No, I'm fine. How about you, Sasori-danna, hmm?"

But he too shook his head, and as such she nodded back at them in acceptance of this fact, and then went on to explain she would take them on a tour tomorrow morning, though made it known that if they didn't want to, they didn't have to. But they agreed to the tour, and thanked her for her help, and once this was all explained, she bowed as she said goodbye, quickly straightening and apologising with a blush, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. And once again they were shown her teleportation ability, as the next moment they blinked, the door had been shut and she had utterly vanished, without them even getting a chance to say she didn't need to apologise.

Deidara remained staring at the place where she had stood, still thinking about her, continuing with his trance as he said goodnight to Sasori and left his room. Sasori narrowed his eyes at his attitude and actions, but rolling his eyes and dismissing it, he turned back round and concentrated on the room. Deidara walked silently into his own room, sitting down—and then falling into a lying position—on the bed, still focusing on the girl.

She was so mysterious and secluded from everyone. She wasn't overly shy, and she could be fierce when she wanted to, he could tell when she first spoke, but there was still an innocence there. An innocence that was only with people, and nothing else. It was another thing to add to his list that made him think that there was something suspicious going on. But he couldn't help but really like her. There was something about her that caught his undivided attention, and it didn't seem like it was going to fade.

Her eyes were once again brought to his attention, and then it was her voice, her personality...and yet he knew something was wrong with her. That was holding her back and making her life difficult. He couldn't pinpoint it on a specific thing, and if talking about it to Sasori he doubted it would make any sense, but it he knew for certain something suspicious was going on with her.

The mission actually didn't seem so bad from this point of view.

Because Deidara wanted to help her. With her sweetness, who wouldn't want to? He'd barely known her two minutes and he'd already taken a liking to her. His attitude towards the rune they were looking for changed dramatically as he lay there, now thinking that remaining in the mansion—in the area in general—was essentially a good idea. An idea that wouldn't be centred around the rune, but the girl instead.

Even his dream was about her.

And with it came a knowledge in which he knew; that she would remain a big part of his life.

And remain that way forever.