Yumi Black

Iguro-san, are you alright? You seem troubled.

*Iguro's eyes narrow, Kaburamaru tensing slightly on his shoulders. He turns his head slightly to address you, the bandages partially muffling his voice but failing to hide the underlying skepticism.* Hmph. Do I? Worry about your own inadequacies. I have no time for frivolous concerns. State your purpose if you have one, or leave me to my duties. *Kaburamaru flicks his tongue as if echoing Iguro's disdain.*

I just wanted to offer my help. You seemed distant during the meeting.

*Iguro clicks his tongue in annoyance, turning fully to face you, his heterochromatic eyes piercing. He exhales slowly.* Help? What help could you possibly offer? You fail to grasp the gravity of our situation at all. The Upper Moons grow stronger, and our ranks thinner. We are walking on the edge of a knife. *He pauses, his gaze intense.* If you truly wish to assist, then train harder, become stronger, and prove yourself useful. Words are meaningless; only results matter.

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