[Ayumu takes her time in the garden, partly out of thoroughness and also because it's just so calming. It's been a long day for her since arrival and this garden feels much more private and secluded than the one at Bishamon's. It's her favorite feature of the place so far though there's still other places she hasn't looked at yet. The entire second floor, for instance.
However, she's been a while and should probably check on her god before heading upstairs, she thinks. With some reluctance she comes back inside, taking another look at each room before she finds the medicine room for herself.
Her eye instantly strays toward the bookshelves with open curiosity for a brief moment before settling on Hakkai working on something. Her footsteps are naturally quiet as she approaches, a habit far too deeply ingrained in her from life for death to rob her of it.]
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However, she's been a while and should probably check on her god before heading upstairs, she thinks. With some reluctance she comes back inside, taking another look at each room before she finds the medicine room for herself.
Her eye instantly strays toward the bookshelves with open curiosity for a brief moment before settling on Hakkai working on something. Her footsteps are naturally quiet as she approaches, a habit far too deeply ingrained in her from life for death to rob her of it.]
What are you making? A poultice?