May 4
@loathsome-moon.
"Lord Kokushibo."
His voice is kept even on purpose when he greets him. The fact of the matter was that he lacked his strength currently - which meant he held no chance of besting the Upper Moon One even on his best day.
Which meant he had to play nice.
"Douma told me you were here as well. It seems we've found ourselves in quite the strange situation."
He lifts his head without being addressed, arms folded across his chest. The Uppermost Moons gathered in one place, aimless for their goals - Akaza finds it fascinating that Kokushibo hasn't rounded them up into something yet.
The freedom is a strange taste of something new to him, even if he's inclined to check in on the others.
