
■ = ᴀ ɴᴜᴅɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴅᴇ

❝ … ❞
█┆❜ ♛; 𝓣he stirring gesture evokes naught of emotions from the taciturn engineer, should any have lain within her in the present moment. Strong shoulders loft before Yukina clutches the rim of the battered engine to steady herself, vision narrowing as she deviates her focus from the task beneath her digits and regards Inori with an inquisitive gaze.
❝ Inori-san ?
Is it my blood you are after? ❞