[ He's still trying to figure out where she came from. Was she in a tree? If she was, she's a poor excuse for a shinobi for falling like that. (That also begs the question of why there would be a random shinobi in a tree in the Twelveswood in the first place.)
The extended silence is making him anxious, his grip on the hilt of his katana tightening by slow degrees, but to his credit, he keeps his patience, waiting for her to speak or make a move. When she does speak, she... insults his ears? Already he doesn't like this girl, and he grits his teeth, fangs flashing. ]
Rich, coming from someone with something on her face.
[ Some sort of weird... blinking... thing. What is happening right now. ]
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The extended silence is making him anxious, his grip on the hilt of his katana tightening by slow degrees, but to his credit, he keeps his patience, waiting for her to speak or make a move. When she does speak, she... insults his ears? Already he doesn't like this girl, and he grits his teeth, fangs flashing. ]
Rich, coming from someone with something on her face.
[ Some sort of weird... blinking... thing. What is happening right now. ]
Are you gonna answer my question or what?