⇕ = Hᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs
❝ Mumei, please release my hand━
I have no time to fool around on the job. ❞
█┆❜ ♛; But the conductor’s earnest request for her ensnared appendage was futile.
Dour physiognomy immediately played host to a facial expression of jaded grimace as her serpentine irises continued to direct forward, never once withdrawing its stern rivet upon the railway ahead. The young kabaneri’s precipitous involvement with her hand reared in the most inopportune moments: Yukina was composedly situated within her conducting domain when her right appendage was gingerly purloined, with the other’s incentive behind this gesticulation still unbeknownst. And so the engineer commenced her intrepid gesture of protest —- a tedious shaking of the head, afflicted by a confusion that instantaneously produced by the undeniably peculiar nature of the situation.
Until it struck her that Mumei was trembling through the junction of their meekly entwined hands.
Poised countenance contorted into tacit condolence, though furrowed brows are naive to the origins of her companion’s passive withdrawal. Yukina was rattled by this revelation despite her aloof demeanor and peered over the robust of her shoulder in devoted patience, watching as the younger girl marinated in smothering silence ━- all the while still clinging to the engineer’s hand as if it was a fleeting dream.
Her unoccupied appendage tightened around the controls.
❝ Mumei ━ ❞
A transient deliver of utterance, though her gelid tonality no longer possess the typical vexation employed when she is hindered from her duty. Instead, the conductor pursed her lips; her stoicism taking on an edge of something more profound ━- ever silent, ever unyielding, and yet there was a flicker of expression lining those sharp edges. A convection of solicitude stirred within the burrow of her chest, drawing closer to the surface and realigning her features.
She imposed the Koutetsujou on autopilot and turned around.
