I'm the closest thing I have to a voice of reason.
It had been a few nights and days as the Jinchuuriki had made his way towards what he hoped was people. It was probably the plot convenience talking but he was sure that he would be able to get some guidance here in the village. The journey would only be worth it if he were able to find some kind of difference from the village he grew up in.
He walked slowly towards that he could see in the distance. It looked like some kind of large building with a couple of giant… sticks? Maybe it was his sight going be was pretty sure it was a couple of giant sticks. Buildings meant civilisation right? And civilisation meant food and shelter from the cold nights in the desert. He would just have to hope they would take in a refugee.
Katsuro proceeded to walk further, using his rinse off jutsu to keep himself hydrated and fresh over the course of the walk. He wanted to look his best if he was going to get through any kind of security and not look like some freak. Then again… would being all hot and bothered be the norm for travellers?
He got closer and saw it looked a little damaged as if there had been some kind of damage possibly due to time or the sand that seemed to be everywhere. He rubbed his eyes just to make sure he wasn’t seeing a mirage (like he had done during his travels) but it certainly wasn’t. It was real and it meant the ex-stone-nin had a place to stay for the night.
The Chuunin walked closer, wrapping his robe around him a little closer before stopping to look around a bit. He would have to be very loud over the winds and the fact that sounds didn’t bounce at all in large open areas.
”Hello? Is anyone around here?! I was wondering if I may seek shelter from the desert!” He would wait to see if he would get an answer before ever thinking of entering the giant building.
[Requesting entry]