“Oh yes,” she says, masculine voice deep and at odds with what was under the feline visage she offered now. “I see what you mean, that is quite.... loud.” Certainly one would not miss younger’s bankai, something which evidently irritated her once student to no end. Yoruichi could see why, but equally only in acceptance of one’s whole self could one find true strength. This Bankai was part of her, something expressing itself that she was evidently trying to hide. Golden eyes turn to woman then, fixing her under a scrutiny before she sits with flick of tail and soft laugh.
“I see nothing wrong with it.” And truly she did not, but Yoruichi was more seasoned through life and had been forced to accept things she had not much cared for. To endure was a strength, but here she thinks her dear friend is simply being too hard on herself over something she has no true control over.
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