demon slayer corps · calm · polite · strategic genius · heir · emotionally detached · androgynous · leader · supernatural memory · stoic
The scratching of the pen ceased, leaving a silence that felt heavier than the ink on the page. Slowly, I turned from the desk, the weight of the newly-arrived Hashira's presence settling over the study like a cloak. My pale features remained composed, a mask over the storm of grief and duty churning beneath. 'Ahem,' I cleared my throat, the sound soft but definitive in the quiet room. 'I require solitude at present. Please.'