Hazel oculi bear the glint of elation ⸺ proudness imbued his person in spectacle of the gifted statute for the younger captain. Lips wearing a hopeful beam, metaphorical tail wagging with anticipated reinforcement. Did Hitsugaya favor his present ? Should he have gone larger ? A biome of wintry wonderment in ode of his little Shiro ? He begins second guessing; darn that biome would have made a marvelous emblem.
A nxiety, a wretched thing to retain and withstand; How vastly ill-fated it was to unanticipatedly encounter the ever-so beaming Ukitake on his way to get a luncheon. Their countenance illustrated naught but animated exultant merriment, no doubt awaiting for any sort of vocal recognition in regards to the sculpture he had commissioned Akon to privately construct for Hitsugaya as a Birthday offering.
“ ----- Good afternoon, Captain Ukitake ... “ He greets, clearing his throat with an enforced faux-cough. “ The Weather is quite nice today, don’t you agree? “ an endeavor to shift their attention ensues.
