So in his usual manner Bau would collect himself. Having practiced the language more his accent was fairly fallen away but it still tinted his words. It was enough though to communicate with minimal looks. So he would dress in his usual clothing. Though none of it was really clean as everyone was responsible for their own upkeep. Still it didn't smell terrible. Just on the verge of a slight mold scent from the dampness of the forest. Green pants that hugged just above his ankles tightly. A loose long sleeved shirt with a deep v neck matching his pants in color slid over him next. Finishing up he would step into a pair of wooden Geta or sandals if one preferred the term. The two wooden slots raising his already tall form a couple more inches. Finished with that he collects his black robes with the white diamond pattern around the base and slipped into it. Finishing the look with his stripped hat and walking stick. Knotted with age and cracked here and there. It still helped him with those long treks. With that done he was off and about his day. The rare occasion of actually going somewhere.
However he had barely reached the exit when he saw his sword hanging by the gate. He must have left it there during the last drinking game. The hilt partially welded into the scabbard. It was aged and barely had a grip anymore but he had it. A reminder wherever he went of where he came from and the cost of it. He would smile and like a child with their prized toy he would slip on the belt attached to it and buckle it onto his right hip. It still felt natural to walk with it. Still he would set out through the slightly aged path in the dark woods. Morning light breaking through here and there and casting a sort of beauty on it all. His walk would take him about half an hour before he reached the main road to konoha. His hand not holding the walking stick raising to catch his hat on top of his head as his long white hair blew from his face. Revealing a substantial amount of stubble and emerald green eyes. Eyes that seemed to defy the hunched man walking along the road in dirty clothes. Just hunched enough to seem short to those passing by. To not intimidate anyone. Hardly the appearance of the warrior he once was. Still it was off towards Konoha to find some coin.