[ By the time she addressed him, Shisui had taken to a meditative posture, trying to contemplate his own actions. The sobbing had died down, he noticed. Yet though the building seemed quieter, the silence itself hung heavy around them.
There was nothing liberating about it; there was no peace of mind.
When he spoke, he did not look up from his position. ]
I had meant to visit this place when I was here last.
[ And only now does he look up-- though not at her, but at the dilapidated mural above the altar. He disregards any comment about his eye, because at the moment, all that is trivial. ]
[offline]
There was nothing liberating about it; there was no peace of mind.
When he spoke, he did not look up from his position. ]
I had meant to visit this place when I was here last.
[ And only now does he look up-- though not at her, but at the dilapidated mural above the altar. He disregards any comment about his eye, because at the moment, all that is trivial. ]
Were you looking for answers?