Seeing Adaa wave at her, she raised a hand in return, grinning lightly. She had become attached to the woman who acted as their 'caretaker', something which was dangerous in the world of shinobi. However, she refused to let it develop to much. She supposed she should thank her training in Iwa for that. In Iwa, a ninja was loyal to the end. They would accept any mission that they were sent on. Even if they knew the result would be death.
I suppose that can be a fault, though, she thought, thinking back to her own past, her own sacrifices to ensure her clan survived. And they did survive. She was able to get enough information out of Iwa to testify to that. Her brother was starting to become a great shinobi, one that her parents and elders could be proud of. True, he wasn't a genius. However, she knew that he was showing off more talent in his early years than she did.