[There is no pattern. He believes as much from observing other Gembonded; having caught sight of gems in unusual locations, those that were visible that is. In other cases he imagined those strange stones were hidden under layers of clothes. He even considered requesting to be allowed to see them, thankfully he never got the chance. Instead, now it's being offered, Giyu silently agrees to watch.
Unwavering eyes lock onto fingers working buttons apart.
Finding nothing odd about this, nor that anyone else observing could misconstrue the situation, Giyu crosses his arms. The position of the red stone revealed to him doesn't even cause a flicker emotion. While aware that Rengoku had fallen in a fight with an upper ranked demon, he doesn't know the details involving the fatal injuries. The only specification he could learn were those to be used in future battles. In hopes that one day they could defeat that creature.
Gaze quickly darts towards a determined expression. He meets it with a nod.]
I intend to do everything I can. [A question lingers, wordless, but what did the man before him plan to do? There is no intention to request he follow because there is nothing he can offer him back in their own world. There is no future for him there, no guarantees, he has long been deceased.
He closes his eyes a moment, a different decision is made. Hands raised and just as Rengoku had done he begins to unbutton the uniform — and just as the jacket is removed, when he starts to work on the white button shirt — the door opens. A Gemsci researcher stands there. They grow quickly flustered before speaking quickly: Excuse me! I didn't mean to intrude! My apologies! Please continue. Glad it's not my room. And just like that they're gone.]
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Unwavering eyes lock onto fingers working buttons apart.
Finding nothing odd about this, nor that anyone else observing could misconstrue the situation, Giyu crosses his arms. The position of the red stone revealed to him doesn't even cause a flicker emotion. While aware that Rengoku had fallen in a fight with an upper ranked demon, he doesn't know the details involving the fatal injuries. The only specification he could learn were those to be used in future battles. In hopes that one day they could defeat that creature.
Gaze quickly darts towards a determined expression. He meets it with a nod.]
I intend to do everything I can. [A question lingers, wordless, but what did the man before him plan to do? There is no intention to request he follow because there is nothing he can offer him back in their own world. There is no future for him there, no guarantees, he has long been deceased.
He closes his eyes a moment, a different decision is made. Hands raised and just as Rengoku had done he begins to unbutton the uniform — and just as the jacket is removed, when he starts to work on the white button shirt — the door opens. A Gemsci researcher stands there. They grow quickly flustered before speaking quickly: Excuse me! I didn't mean to intrude! My apologies! Please continue. Glad it's not my room. And just like that they're gone.]