smiled once more.
“Though I admit,” he said lightly, “I am now curious.”
His green eyes sparkled with friendly interest.
“What exactly was so shocking about this Zanpakutō of yours that it inspired all this secrecy?”
Theophilain listened without interruption.
As Yumichika spoke, the Dragoon's expression remained attentive and open, his green eyes never straying far from the Shinigami. He had noticed the shift when the conversation turned toward the Zanpakutō—the brief shadow that crossed his
thing beneath it.”
He glanced toward Yumichika.
“And having someone remain anyway.”
For a moment, the afternoon seemed to settle around them. The blossoms swayed overhead. The pastries slowly disappeared from the bag. The town carried on beyond the park.
Then Theophilain
that the more I learn about Karakura, the more questions I seem to acquire.”
A petal drifted down from the branches above, landing briefly in his pale blond hair.
Oblivious to it, the Dragoon continued smiling.
“And somehow, most of those questions lead back to you.”
@TheAzureDiva ;
Theophilain had discovered that Karakura possessed a certain charm to it.
Not the grandeur of Ishgard's towering cathedrals nor the solemn majesty of snow-covered peaks stretching toward the heavens. It was a quieter sort of beauty. One found in bustling
myself wondering if that certainty comes naturally... or if it was something you had to discover along the way.”
Theophilain rested one arm casually atop a raised knee, entirely at ease in the Shinigami’s company.
“Forgive my curiosity,” he added with an easy smile. “I’ve found