The Moon Rabbit pauses near the edge of the Human Village, adjusting the strap of his satchel. His red eyes flick around warily before he exhales.

"…Right. Just business. Eirin-sama’s medicines won’t sell themselves, after all."

He hesitates, then straightens his posture, trying to look more confident than he feels.

"After… all that trouble with the fake moon, things should be back to normal. It's already been weeks. At least, that’s what I’m hoping."

He gives a small, awkward nod, as if reassuring himself.