[On that night at the teahouse, when she'd sent off a glowing lantern and taught Matthias how to do his own. When she'd been the closest she'd gotten to figuring out his death on her own, where she'd stopped just shy of the revelation until Nina had laid the truth out at her hooves.
And whether it was then, or no-]
I don't like it.
[She won't say she thinks it's stupid, won't insult his and this man's strange pact, but the idea of intentionally not mourning the passing of someone... Even thinking he's going to refuse, that he might mock her for her sentimentality... Konoha's fingers tighten even more white-knuckled on the blade in her hands, a bit of emotion choking up her words.]
I promised I'd honor him after he was gone... If you want to leave an offering, there's space.
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[On that night at the teahouse, when she'd sent off a glowing lantern and taught Matthias how to do his own. When she'd been the closest she'd gotten to figuring out his death on her own, where she'd stopped just shy of the revelation until Nina had laid the truth out at her hooves.
And whether it was then, or no-]
I don't like it.
[She won't say she thinks it's stupid, won't insult his and this man's strange pact, but the idea of intentionally not mourning the passing of someone... Even thinking he's going to refuse, that he might mock her for her sentimentality... Konoha's fingers tighten even more white-knuckled on the blade in her hands, a bit of emotion choking up her words.]
I promised I'd honor him after he was gone... If you want to leave an offering, there's space.