Asahi was busy looking around and shrinking at the strange markings on the spikes beside them, but it didn't escape her notice that he reached to touch his sword briefly.
He was just as confused about this pace as she was. The soil soft beneath their feet. As if it the ground was about to give beneath them.
"Hattori Asahi. I come from the south." She replied quietly to his ear between the moaning of the spires around them. Her eyes danced up to his, wondering if he could lead her that way. She wasn't familiar with any of these places in Boreas and this place she'd rather not linger longer in.
Speech // thought // Nihongo
Asahi does not typically speak, even sometimes when she wants to.
Her brother Jiro may enter her threads unannounced!
