@guiltveined
“I’m sorry for always troubling you, Mikazuki... I know it’s not how a Tenka Goken should be treated, but...”
Trailing off with an apologetic smile, Keiko pulls the thick blanket around her slight frame a little tighter, scooting out from behind the desk to sit on the tatami flooring, motioning to the tachi to take a seat beside her as she reached for the gently steaming pot on the table.
“Come, let us have some tea... Ah! Don’t worry...I’m getting my strength back, I won’t burn myself like last time, I promise.”
A promise accompanied by a rueful smile that doesn’t quite reach the saniwa’s eyes; Keiko pours two cups of tea, passing one to the older blade; noting the worried expression Mikazuki’s eyes held, if not openly displayed on his face. Sighing, she closes her eyes. It’s not as though she could blame him, given recent events. Events that, when all said and done, were her fault to begin with... Wrapping her hands around her own mug and letting the steam gently waft around her face, Keiko stays silent for a moment before speaking again.
“You look troubled.... I’m sorry. Is there something, anything I can do, Mikazuki?”












