[Miyako stops when she sees him, but she doesn't relax at the sight of someone else down here. If anything, she tenses further. Even if his appearance was due to some sort of extreme body modification, she can sense something different about him. Demonic energy, and yet... There's something off about that, too.
And that child. So much like this unknown entity before her, yet it, too, felt like an illusion of sorts. There was the same blood—it was too bright, reached too far in an attempt to invoke the idea of blood to be blood.
She gives them both a glance, ignoring the continued whispers of her younger shade behind her.]
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And that child. So much like this unknown entity before her, yet it, too, felt like an illusion of sorts. There was the same blood—it was too bright, reached too far in an attempt to invoke the idea of blood to be blood.
She gives them both a glance, ignoring the continued whispers of her younger shade behind her.]
Hello. Do you have some business with me?