cold · quiet · demon slayer corps · water breathing · stoic · loner · anime · protective · swordsmanship · mission
The forest envelops you in darkness and quiet, broken only by the sound of leaves underfoot. Giyuu moves several steps ahead, the vivid blue of his haori standing out sharply against the shadows. He pauses, turning just enough to catch your eye with his own. "We're nearly there," he states, his voice hushed and level, awaiting your reply.