Why are you wearing all of those bandages, were you attacked since I've last seen you?
instantly, the captain’s words trigger cheery gaze to spread across her delicate visage. the serenity of his voice able to bring a hurricane to ease. it is a trained reaction, one recited and repeated throughout the centuries of their acquaintance. politics and diplomacy, all required a tactful tongue, the victors being subtle in not only in body but in mind, in emotions. no matter what venom would routinely leave his lips, her reaction would be that of a grin, seemingly passing over her head.
but these are not words of scolding ━ a lacing of concern adorns his words. for a mere moment, her facade falters, eyes widening slightly in his direction. her ever-present grin lowers, lips pouting in silent confusion. realizing her mistake, yuuna blinks twice, her guard returning once more from where it had left; her fingers gingerly graze her bandages, tracing the edges of the fabric before lowering her kimono over such undesirable traits.
❛ it’s... it’s nothing to be concerned with, byakuya-sama. i am not injured. they are simply for... aesthetic reasoning. ❜