Asahi's brow subtly creased in consternation. Trying to understand exactly what her father was insinuating and asking of her. He was inviting his older children, her half siblings, to a large family meal... and wanted her to attend? The one sibling she was closest with was Jiro, would he be up to this kind of task, to help her? Leaving Tojo for some time?
She had to admit, as she ducked her nose down and her wide golden eyes searched his moonlit silvers, she wondered if he was trying to pull his version of a joke on her. Her white tail curled tightly around her toes, and she looked away, her gaze dancing down a path. She certainly was
not comfortable leaving Tojo for a while, but perhaps... with Jiro she could...?
"Jiro?" She half whispered, just loud enough for his ears to catch her, intending to ask if her brother would be available for such an excursion. What exactly was he asking of her? She glanced up at the Kaicho, not very good at hiding the cautious fear of the unknown in her eyes. Why would he need the quietest of his children out in the world? Wouldn't he rather use one of the more noble, outspoken ones? Kaizen?
"What... is the task?" She asked, pushing each word out as if each syllable was mud through a fine sieve.
Speech // thought // Nihongo
