Please do not worry. It is I that did not pay attention.
[And now Yaone is bowing again, too, this to the young man she'd almost run into into. She had been informed by the white-robed ones that she'd been assigned a shinki to work with but with all her worries about her lord and uncertain circumstances she'd been dropped in, that fact had completely slipped her mind. It comes back to her now, however, as she straightens again, her gaze settling on this new fellow.
There's something about him, an odd tug of sorts on her heart that compels her to take a step closer to him. Yaone watches him a moment, head tilting and brow furrowing quizzically when a vision suddenly fills her mind.
A night sky, two men, one repeatedly slashing at the other who merely stands there at takes it. In her mind's eye, she sees him fall, hears his words about winning, at last - then the vision fades. It's such a new and vivid experience that it takes Yaone completely offguard, causing her to slump and pitch forward toward him a little. She lifts one clawed hand to press against her forehead.
She doesn't feel feverish as murmurs.]
I am sorry. I saw something and it startled me. Are you...
[She trails off mid-sentence, sounding a bit bewildered. What had been that name again...? It's not like her to forget names but it's been a day.]
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[And now Yaone is bowing again, too, this to the young man she'd almost run into into. She had been informed by the white-robed ones that she'd been assigned a shinki to work with but with all her worries about her lord and uncertain circumstances she'd been dropped in, that fact had completely slipped her mind. It comes back to her now, however, as she straightens again, her gaze settling on this new fellow.
There's something about him, an odd tug of sorts on her heart that compels her to take a step closer to him. Yaone watches him a moment, head tilting and brow furrowing quizzically when a vision suddenly fills her mind.
A night sky, two men, one repeatedly slashing at the other who merely stands there at takes it. In her mind's eye, she sees him fall, hears his words about winning, at last - then the vision fades. It's such a new and vivid experience that it takes Yaone completely offguard, causing her to slump and pitch forward toward him a little. She lifts one clawed hand to press against her forehead.
She doesn't feel feverish as murmurs.]
I am sorry. I saw something and it startled me. Are you...
[She trails off mid-sentence, sounding a bit bewildered. What had been that name again...? It's not like her to forget names but it's been a day.]
Are you my shinki?