[What he answers with does not require any additional input from her. Not out of lack of interest, but out of respect. Not just because she gives those she respects the same respect as she wished to receive, not prying overly into weaknesses or shameful things... But because she had known jinba who needed to rely on their looks. Even she, despite her path towards acknowledgement as a warrior, had been kept as pristine as possible. The jinba intended as mounts (and to be mounted), had it even worse.
Just not the face. She nods, her one visible eye closed for a moment in acknowledgement.
In thanks, too. Though she had seen the potential value in swallowing her pride to make her appearance at Cyrus' wake, injured or not (and maybe even more sympathetic, like this), to remain this way when they had no idea when the next Oracle trial might begin without a Tribune to read the energies of Meridian and predict it...]
I will be in your care.
[She has been several times now. She... wishes to linger here for just a little while longer, with her thoughts and the colored lights streaming into the cathedral, in the quiet where she can pretend certain things, but... Finally, her stormy gray eye opens back up, slow and deliberate. Her gaze is on the altar and the Cyrus' body, but it is Yuri who she addresses when she murmurs quietly,]
no subject
Just not the face. She nods, her one visible eye closed for a moment in acknowledgement.
In thanks, too. Though she had seen the potential value in swallowing her pride to make her appearance at Cyrus' wake, injured or not (and maybe even more sympathetic, like this), to remain this way when they had no idea when the next Oracle trial might begin without a Tribune to read the energies of Meridian and predict it...]
I will be in your care.
[She has been several times now. She... wishes to linger here for just a little while longer, with her thoughts and the colored lights streaming into the cathedral, in the quiet where she can pretend certain things, but... Finally, her stormy gray eye opens back up, slow and deliberate. Her gaze is on the altar and the Cyrus' body, but it is Yuri who she addresses when she murmurs quietly,]
... Surely it will change after this.