≺ ϟ ≻ ——- A muscular arm would life, as a corpus coarse dactyls would blend themselves with the ductile jonquil strands that concealed his cranium, before permitting it to plonk due to the norms of gravity. A gaze onwards his purlieu—- such an unbeknown place to set his foot to. Thick lines supra from fireopal hues would constrict. What caught his attention was the anomalous pressure that was erupting equally from both the padparadscha hair colored female and from this unrecognizable place. It was overt that he should retain his guard, due to any occurences that might transpire. Any trivial mistakes might be the causation of fatal coherences to happen.
≺ ϟ ≻ ——- Stodginess was the word that held the capability on circumscribing his current facial expression. Being repetitive was an abiminable trait. A suspiration would exhale his lips, divulging feathery molestation. Had the circumstances being alternative, he might have shown buoyant concernment. Notwithstanding such perspective, modus maintained the same, as with impromptu manner would make his declaration, in response to her requirement.
“Give me a reason why should i give you my name. And if it is intriguin’ enough,then i might be able to do it.”
|☽❀☾| Eyes would continue to follow the figure, manicured dactyls coursing their way throughout light; rosy locks once evident bemusement suffused about her semblance forthwith. Was it really that much of a challenge for him to grant her his name? It was completely understandable, considering that they both just crossed paths between one another. Though, what was so problematic about offering a shed of information on whom he ought to be? Perhaps there may have been something he’s been hiding that he might not want Sakura to know about? The smirk upon her lips faded almost in an instant, a perplexed frown to therefore be replaced, before her crown tilted a bit to the side.
Curious as to what to muster for such a response, brows furrowed with roused curiosity, gaze drifted elsewhere. There wasn’t really any particular reason for her to be so inquisitive. It was all simply apart of what she regularly did upon encounter with newcomers. Besides, it wasn’t as if she insisted on causing such a complication to commence. She just didn’t think that this certain one would be this much of a problem for him. Pushing her interest aside, delicate tiers parted to speak. Albeit in a more relaxed tone once a sigh emitted.
“Well, it’s what I usually do while I meet with newcomers. I would like to know who I’m speaking with, after all. I’m not one to trust people so easily.”

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