She really wasn’t in the mood for this. In any other situation she would tolerate Azuma’s playing around with corpses under the justification of honor or duty as something cute or amusing, but that playful side had drained away from her in the last few moments. It was unnecessary. She didn’t want to watch something so ugly. The corpses could rot and mummify in the desert as far as she cared. There was nothing worth caring about anymore here. Nothing worth doing. Nothing worth waiting for. It made her mad, but there was no indication of it on her face. She would stare out with that same steely eyed gaze to the moon, silent and unflinching. There was nothing to say, and she still didn’t want to look at him. Not right now. Once they got back home, maybe she would let herself do that again.
Once he finished and returned to her she would set off. Tracking footsteps through the sand the two of them would be off to return to Sunagakure no Sato. Under the cover of the moon they would trail back past the gate guards, who would remain forever ignorant of the trouble that Azuma had saved them.
[Exit]
Once he finished and returned to her she would set off. Tracking footsteps through the sand the two of them would be off to return to Sunagakure no Sato. Under the cover of the moon they would trail back past the gate guards, who would remain forever ignorant of the trouble that Azuma had saved them.
[Exit]
