She had wandered there almost by accident.

A leisure stroll, or as leisure as her strolls were. Revisiting old landmarks. The dojo, from what she remembered, had once belonged to Ryou. Or had he worked there? She couldn't quite remember. All she knew was that it was a familiar sight to see him exiting the main entrance and--

...

...except...that...wasn't Ryou. It couldn't be.

Which meant...

"What are you doing?"