[She tilts her head as if to quietly ask, 'is that so?' but she'll accept it easily enough. After all, she doesn't have a reason to doubt him about that--he's never seemed the type to shy away from death, but she figured giving him an opportunity to back out was still the nice thing to do.
She turns away to finish with the coffee with an irritated little wave of her hand (she knew it was done thanks Hakkai sheesh!! Who do you think she is, an amateur??), but she's amused enough by the other comment to not dwell on it.] Your loyalty to me already is admirable.
It's not quite a death, anyhow. Maybe it's a bit worse. [She muses quietly, considering.] The priestess is put in a reliquary and sunk into the waters around the mountain. It was supposed to cleansed the water that was sacred to them and keep the yomi from being released and corrupting everything. They'd exist in a sort of... half-alive, half-dead state with the pain they've taken in until they couldn't take it anymore; when their will faltered, they'd be dissolved.
[Pleasant. She's building up to something here though, which is why she continues] But there were ways to make them stronger. Sometimes men would come to the mountain and choose a priestess they liked. Her spirit would return to the living world for a short time and, if she liked him, he'd join her in the reliquary. [Yuri turns and sets his cup on the table, sliding it to him with an amused, lightly teasing expression.]
You sure you don't want to help? [Ghost marry her, Hakkai, it's the thing to do. She slides into the seat opposite him, hiding a smile behind the rim of her cup; it's to hot for her to drink right away, but still.]
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She turns away to finish with the coffee with an irritated little wave of her hand (she knew it was done thanks Hakkai sheesh!! Who do you think she is, an amateur??), but she's amused enough by the other comment to not dwell on it.] Your loyalty to me already is admirable.
It's not quite a death, anyhow. Maybe it's a bit worse. [She muses quietly, considering.] The priestess is put in a reliquary and sunk into the waters around the mountain. It was supposed to cleansed the water that was sacred to them and keep the yomi from being released and corrupting everything. They'd exist in a sort of... half-alive, half-dead state with the pain they've taken in until they couldn't take it anymore; when their will faltered, they'd be dissolved.
[Pleasant. She's building up to something here though, which is why she continues] But there were ways to make them stronger. Sometimes men would come to the mountain and choose a priestess they liked. Her spirit would return to the living world for a short time and, if she liked him, he'd join her in the reliquary. [Yuri turns and sets his cup on the table, sliding it to him with an amused, lightly teasing expression.]
You sure you don't want to help? [Ghost marry her, Hakkai, it's the thing to do. She slides into the seat opposite him, hiding a smile behind the rim of her cup; it's to hot for her to drink right away, but still.]