[ at first, she doesn't respond vocally - her thoughts are made clear enough by the raise in her brow, and the way she flourishes and sheathes bakuzan after only a moment's pause. she looks at nonon, an unfamiliar and intense scrutiny in her eyes for a few moments...
and then she closes her eyes, exhales, and turns to look at the corpse once again. (it's dead, certainly, but that's no guarantee it's safe in this place. the parasites have been resurfacing lately, after all.) ]
Jakuzure. [ as formal as ever - of course. ] When did you arrive?
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and then she closes her eyes, exhales, and turns to look at the corpse once again. (it's dead, certainly, but that's no guarantee it's safe in this place. the parasites have been resurfacing lately, after all.) ]
Jakuzure. [ as formal as ever - of course. ] When did you arrive?