[Akko is... technically right, even if not for how she thinks. Fang gives her a mild, crooked smile.]

Yeah, I've heard of the place. [She kneels, wrapping the water-soaked sash around her ankle.] Water's not too cold, so don't know what it'll do for the swelling.

[It should feel nice, at least? Fang moves to take a seat next to Akko, now that that's taken care of.]

Followin' your idol around, huh?