[It wasn't hard to spy his mop of gray hair even amidst a crowd. No, not even hard, it seemed to paint something of a bullseye on his head for those who really knew him. By all appearances, though, an unimpressive person to the world around him, if 'rather handsome but aloof' had to be taken out of the list of things to describe him, probably shouldn't warrant such a reaction...
Then again, there are people who would likely fight to oppose that idea. But that was neither here nor there.
The approving hum of Scathach echoed in the back of his mind to try and alert him to the inn owner's presence--but it wasn't really until she ran right up to him to embrace him that it really sank in. His eyes wide for a moment, he found himself still for just as long, surprised by Yukiko's gesture. Of course, once that passed, he reciprocated and ran a hand through black locks held down by a red hairband. He couldn't help but wonder, after what he's experienced--was home really where your family was? Or was it with the people that you made lasting connections with? He was more than willing to bet on the latter, even if he wasn't fond of the idea of gambling in the first place. Experience has taught him so many things--and brought him many things that he'll likely have to put up with for a long time...
But he could settle on thoughts of bringing meaning to everything he's run into across that short year later. She was here--Yukiko was here--and that, above all else, was what truly mattered.
Oh, shit, I ended up missing this in the bustle of class. Sorry! XD;
[It wasn't hard to spy his mop of gray hair even amidst a crowd. No, not even hard, it seemed to paint something of a bullseye on his head for those who really knew him. By all appearances, though, an unimpressive person to the world around him, if 'rather handsome but aloof' had to be taken out of the list of things to describe him, probably shouldn't warrant such a reaction...
Then again, there are people who would likely fight to oppose that idea. But that was neither here nor there.
The approving hum of Scathach echoed in the back of his mind to try and alert him to the inn owner's presence--but it wasn't really until she ran right up to him to embrace him that it really sank in. His eyes wide for a moment, he found himself still for just as long, surprised by Yukiko's gesture. Of course, once that passed, he reciprocated and ran a hand through black locks held down by a red hairband. He couldn't help but wonder, after what he's experienced--was home really where your family was? Or was it with the people that you made lasting connections with? He was more than willing to bet on the latter, even if he wasn't fond of the idea of gambling in the first place. Experience has taught him so many things--and brought him many things that he'll likely have to put up with for a long time...
But he could settle on thoughts of bringing meaning to everything he's run into across that short year later. She was here--Yukiko was here--and that, above all else, was what truly mattered.
I missed you.]
Welcome to Tokyo, Yukiko. How was the trip over?