[x] Sirrocco
You glance at Shirou, who keeps his face impassive. He looks back at you and smiles. Your friend has an odd sense of humor, because it is very obvious to you he's refraining from laughing. You're not sure whether or not it would be at his own words or at the situation itself, but you don't doubt the monk is keeping a great deal of mirth contained.
"It's not like I intend to," you mutter, rubbing your head and looking down to hide your embarrassed expression. "It just kind of… happens."
"So I've noticed!" Shirou exclaims, still smiling. "At least things are never boring, wouldn't you say?"
"I could do with a little more boredom sometimes, Shirou-san," you say as you begin your walk back to the castle. "Just for a little change of pace."
It does not take you long to walk back to Kyuden Tonbo proper, and the guards do not stop you from entering. You are a guest, after all, and your presence is well known by this point. Shirou does not follow you up the stairs, instead taking his leave to seek refreshment elsewhere in the castle.
Yasuki Goro's door is closed, just as you left it hardly an hour before. You don't imagine he has left his chambers, since he seemed intent to get some writing done in his journal. It is best to check here first. He might have gone elsewhere, but you know full well the danger in making assumptions. All too often they put people in danger, and could cost lives. Just like with Shasa…
A sudden wave of nausea overtakes you, and you have to steady yourself with a hand on the wall as your memories turn back to the cave. You can hear the laughter of the Oni, feel the phantom aches of wounds. But it is smell, more than anything that assaults you the strongest. The scent of blood almost makes you retch, and you have to force yourself to breathe evenly.
It takes you a few minutes to force the feelings away, to focus on right now instead of what happened then. You are not in the cave anymore. You are in Kyuden Tonbo, within the holdings of the Dragonfly and at the doorstep of the Dragon Clan. There is no need for this feeling, this urge to fight or flee. There are no enemies here. You are safe.
You repeat those thoughts to yourself until your anxiety fades. Even as it does, you feel troubles. This isn't the first time you've felt this way… You were struck by similar queasiness back in Tangan-mura. You'd written it off as just sorrow for Shasa, and perhaps it still is. It's not been even a month since her death. It would not be strange for grief to still strike you so strongly.
But you can't shake the feeling that perhaps it is something more, that maybe your battle with the Oni left wounds beyond just the physical. Wounds that have not yet healed, that may never heal.
Those are thoughts for another time, though. You've more pressing matters right now. Yasuki Goro can use what you've learned, and that can help that Clan. You stand straight and take several deep breaths, mostly recovered from the incident. Raising a hand, you knock lightly on the door.
"You may enter," your lord calls from within.
You open the door and bow low, though you take in the room in that time. Yasuki Goro has set more papers on his desk, a few of them folded up. He appears to be writing letters, no doubt appraising your Clan Champion Hida Tanaka on your caravan's progress. He's also likely sending letters off to other contacts. The courtier is nothing if not dedicated in his duties.
"Sosuke-san?" he asks, chuckling with amusement. He rests his head on his hand and looks at you, smiling. "Back so soon? Did you not find anything interesting while in the city?"
"On the contrary, Yasuki-sama," you say as you close the door behind you. "I've returned precisely because I found something interesting."
"Oh? And you believe you need to report it to me?" he asks, sitting up straighter. His smile widens. "I must say, Sosuke-san, you always do seem to get yourself wrapped up in something no matter where we go." He waves a hand. "So, what happened?"
"While exploring the city with Shirou-san, we came across an altercation between some Ronin and a Unicorn Samurai," you answer, noting in the back of your mind that even your Lord seems to be taking note of your tendency toward exciting encounters. "The Ronin backed down swiftly when I made it obvious I wouldn't let the Unicorn fight alone, and in my conversation with her she revealed matters I believed you might find of interest."
"A Unicorn, here?" Yasuki Goro asks, blinking in surprise. "How very odd." He settles back down, steepling his fingers and resting his chin upon them. "So, then, what exactly did she say?"
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