[Poor Tensaiga... Konoha thinks for a moment, but only a moment. The sword seemed to have something of a mind of its own, and yet it still responded to Sesshomaru, so... it must like him.
Even if he threatened it sometimes.
Her expression breaks into a somewhat helpless smile, soft yet wry. The idea of living so richly seemed so unfair, thinking of the people she wanted to spoil back home but couldn’t. Her parents had a modest farm, they made enough to get by, but there had been years when food was scarce. Times when they’d gone without so she could eat. And now that she’s here with all this money...]
I can try... It’s not like we could take chroma back to our worlds and use it, so...
[So maybe it was alright. Still... thinking of worlds reminds her of something else, and as Konoha’s voice trails off her expression grows slightly pensive again, hot tea cupped and warming her hands.]
Are there... demon slayers, in Lord Sesshomaru’s world? Human ones?
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Even if he threatened it sometimes.
Her expression breaks into a somewhat helpless smile, soft yet wry. The idea of living so richly seemed so unfair, thinking of the people she wanted to spoil back home but couldn’t. Her parents had a modest farm, they made enough to get by, but there had been years when food was scarce. Times when they’d gone without so she could eat. And now that she’s here with all this money...]
I can try... It’s not like we could take chroma back to our worlds and use it, so...
[So maybe it was alright. Still... thinking of worlds reminds her of something else, and as Konoha’s voice trails off her expression grows slightly pensive again, hot tea cupped and warming her hands.]
Are there... demon slayers, in Lord Sesshomaru’s world? Human ones?