Gongenzaka is...admittedly still rather frozen. His vines only slowly retract, his body half crouched thanks to the position he was in as he launched forward.
It almost looks like bowing.
It is far, far from what he himself would consider a bow, however. His tension is getting him nowhere though-and he is recognizing that. And how could he require such a crutch? Such a blatant, obvious crutch as dividing himself in two, two differing parts, to simply clear his head. What would Marishi-ten do?
What would he, in another frame of mind, do?
His ears bend back, and his head is dipped low-his eyes cast to the Queen's feet.
But he says nothing. Not even a word this time, listening instead to Joker. This is a trap.
Most absolutely a trap. And he fears for how they can even hope to get out of this, this far down into the 'hole'. 'What would Marishi do?'
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It almost looks like bowing.
It is far, far from what he himself would consider a bow, however. His tension is getting him nowhere though-and he is recognizing that. And how could he require such a crutch? Such a blatant, obvious crutch as dividing himself in two, two differing parts, to simply clear his head. What would Marishi-ten do?
What would he, in another frame of mind, do?
His ears bend back, and his head is dipped low-his eyes cast to the Queen's feet.
But he says nothing. Not even a word this time, listening instead to Joker. This is a trap.
Most absolutely a trap. And he fears for how they can even hope to get out of this, this far down into the 'hole'. 'What would Marishi do?'
She would wait, and so would he. So they will.