@zeurns *the harsh words swept over her, blanketing her in white hot rage that itched beneath her skin. in an instant, her glare hardened with resolution as she stood her ground. insults were not foreign to her, whether through him or someone else, but there were limits to yorozu, limits that she wouldn't let even the king of curses cross. out of all the people who had been acquainted with her so far, she believed ryomen to know her truth the best. yorozu did not believe in masking her true intentions, there was no need for that to her, but ryomen was the one she had offered her most unfiltered transparent self to. self preservation was but a farce as she stepped back to accommodate him into her space but not out of fear, meeting the king eye to eye.* you refuse to acknowledge the fact but you must know, i'm capable of killing you. and i'm the only one who understands you. you and i are more similar than you think. *loneliness and hate offers a closeness more intimate than love, the thought rested in her mind, unspoken yet bleeding in every action she graced him with. yorozu was obtuse, built from the toughest cloth, and there was no divine power that could snatch her away from any of her beliefs, especially those she held regarding sukuna.*