[For the first time, there's hesitation. She doesn't follow through on Sakura's request immediately, instead dropping her head to stare silently at her gloved hand, as if in deep thought. She remains this way, quiet and still, for a duration of time that borders on awkward, but eventually she seems to come to some kind of conclusion.
Slowly, carefully, she pulls her remaining glove off by the fingers, revealing the same set of three triangles Sakura might have seen before on her dress branded on the back of her hand. It looks like more of a birthmark than blight, like something that is supposed to be there.
Aside from that, her arms appear to be clean. She sets her glove to the side and waits for Sakura to proceed with her examination.]
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Slowly, carefully, she pulls her remaining glove off by the fingers, revealing the same set of three triangles Sakura might have seen before on her dress branded on the back of her hand. It looks like more of a birthmark than blight, like something that is supposed to be there.
Aside from that, her arms appear to be clean. She sets her glove to the side and waits for Sakura to proceed with her examination.]