An uneasy feeling had gathered over Shingen after having parted ways with his sensei and disciples. He had picked up a mission, but by the time he had reached the village gates, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was forgetting something. He reflected on the events that had transpired during that day, eventually letting his mind settle on the heated discussion between Ty Lee and Kanbe that the jounin had interrupted. There likely was not a scenario in which the two genin were happy with the outcome of their discussion. In-fact, he feared that one of them might be hurt. He had the feeling that Kanbe would be okay. Of the two of them, he was definitely the most "normal".
However, Ty Lee was part of a clan that was shrouded in superstition, and looked upon with uncertainty by others in the village. After having read her dossier at the Sandcastle, Shingen could further understand her situation. Ty Lee was a Jashinist, and was monitored almost constantly as a result. For that, she had his sympathy. For a very long time, Shingen was subject to the exact same kind of burdensome "love" that Kyousuke expressed towards a select few in the village. It was at this point that Shingen stopped and turned away from the gates, heading back into the village, setting off to find his female charge.
He couldn't, in good consciousness, leave without speaking to her first. If she were anything like he was, she would be hurt. While her beliefs were certainly unconventional, problematic, and distasteful, it couldn't do her emotional state any good to have them to haphazardly thrown back in her face by Kanbe. If Shingen were to lead this team, it was going to be his responsibility to take care of these genin, both during missions and outside of them. They were to be like family to him.
Eventually, the jounin discovered the young girl, leaning against a wall, cloaked in an almost visible aura of self-loathing and despair. Glancing around, Shingen spotted a masked figure resting on the roof of a building a fair distance away. The jounin's eyes narrowed slightly. He was all too familiar with the pitiless eyes of the masked figures. Sliding his weights out of his socks and taking them off his feet, he placed them gently on the sand-dusted road. A few nimble footfalls, faster than the masked man could see, Shingen was already behind him. The Blue Tiger placed a hand on the man's shoulder, causing him to immediately turn and place his hand on his tanto.
"Let's not do anything hasty, senpai," Shingen advised, pulling the black-and-white bird mask off of the ANBU. Was it a crow? Perhaps a raven? The jounin wasn't too sure. Either way, its removal revealed the grizzled face of a veteran kunoichi, her cold and judging eyes staring him down. "If you don't leave right now and give me some time in private with my genin, we're going to come to blows," the Blue Tiger warned. "And you know that my sensei wouldn't take well to any harm befalling his jinchuuriki. That's if you could even win, of course." Shingen wasn't particularly sure what, exactly, a jinchuuriki was, but he knew it had something to do with the voice in his head. It was the condition that caused him to be under the same surveillance in the past that Ty Lee experienced now. Regardless of what exactly a jinchuuriki was, he knew it was important, and that the ANBU probably wouldn't risk crossing him, or Kyousuke, as a result. After a moment of thinking, the ANBU gave a curt nod, and disappeared without a trace.
Shingen cast a short look over the area, so as to ensure there weren't any other unwanted spectators, before doing the same. In a series of quick steps, he, too, had disappeared, returning to his weights on the sandy road. He carried the ANBU's mask with him, and after re-securing his weights to his feet, he trudged along the road towards Ty Lee, who turned her gaze towards him, inquiring as to if he was here to watch her. "Nope," he answered, casually popping the consonant at the end of the word. "Sensei didn't send me. I came to find you because I was worried that you might still be upset after your conversation with Kanbe-bo today."
Twirling the bird mask in his hand, Shingen offered it to Ty Lee. It was a simple gesture, but it carried with it the implication that they were no longer being watched. Plus, she might find some kind of pleasure in having the mask of one of her would-be supervisors. "I'll talk to sensei - the Kazekage - about this whole spying ordeal. No one should have their privacy invaded like this."
Assuming she took the mask, Shingen twiddled his thumbs together, before eventually turning and sitting against the wall beside his genin. "So, how are you feeling?"