"Seems you’re preparing for a fight.."
Lips don’t emit a response. The former motion of hands arrives at a halt as optics shift to meet familiar ones.
Fingers comb through azure tresses, weaving locks into a higher hold. Her gaze, however, doesn’t falter.
It had been awhile since they’d last seen each other. A lot of unresolved things between them had lingered on even during that time. When their eyes met the silence that had fallen seemed to be unending.
Iori didn’t expect a response. Neither of them were especially talkative but this was a bit more than that. Understandable, even. He stepped forward no more than two feet, leaving another two between them. Not a word.