As Niji follows along side the carriage, Yuzuki seems to be in a different place. Her head is tipped down, her hands loosely grasping the reins of her mount. Every once in a while she would glance towards the carriage out of the corner of her eyes, as if only to make sure she was keeping up with them.
Her mind lingers on the whole incident, of the attempted assassination of the King. Perhaps not that as much. In her mind, she was just doing her job. It's the after that lingers in her thoughts. The crowd of seeming traitors trying to rouse more anger in those around them. She thinks about how Benjie tried to stop her… how both he and Anne seemed fine with the disrespect that was shown to her. In some degree it even angers her. She just can't wrap her head around why Anne wouldn't allow her to duel the man. After the way he addressed her.. and the King… it just doesn't make sense. If someone had repeatedly spoken ill of Anne or even of Benjie.. she would be obligated to interject. To duel for the honor that had been smeared. She isn't pleased, and her body language speaks to that. But she won't say anything. It isn't her place to question such things.
As the carriage stops, Niji lets out a loud whinny in protest, rearing up a little. Luckily Yuzuki is at least paying enough attention to feel the sudden shift in Niji's body, an she sits up in the saddle to grasp the reins more firmly. With wide eyes she looks ahead of them, Niji's front hooves now prancing up and down in place to show her objection to having to stop.
"Ay ay ay" Yuzuki says softly as Niji lets out another impatient neigh, and Yuzuki reaches up with one of her hands to pat Niji's neck reassuringly. Yuzuki looks towards Anne as she speaks, and then back towards the caravan they had allowed to pass. And just as Anne's does, Yuzuki's eyes fall upon the King moving with the caravan. One of her thin brows perk up, and she utters to herself. "Uwa." With a tone of being impressed. Yuzuki now slides down off of her saddle, wrapping one of the reins around her wrist. Anne rushes passed her, heading right towards the pretty man. And Yuzuki rolls her eyes a little, looking away. Of course that's what Anne would do. She now takes one of the scabbards from her sash, and she tucks into a small loop on the side of Niji's saddle. She makes sure it's secure before nodding. No need to carry both of her swords at this moment. At least she hopes.
Yuzuki's attention moves to Niji suddenly as the unicorn exhales sharply from her nose, her head flicking up. She looks in the direction Niji is staring, seeing the
very muscular man moving towards her.
Yes, that
is a man.
Discretely she looks around Leonidas, seeing Anne standing there. Did he just walk away from her? Why would he do that?
Good sense?
Niji leans her head closer towards Leonidas as he gets closer, exhaling once more, her wide dark eyes staring at him. But her eyes lower a little, determing that Leonidas doesn't mean any direct danger yet. Yuzuki faces the King as he approaches, her head having to tilt waaay up since he's so friggin tall. She doesn't smile or anything towards him.. as she doesn't yet know his intentions. Usually at times like this, young Yuzuki is more about business. But when he speaks to her… she is suddenly befuddled.
What is she? What's that supposed to mean? She glances down at herself, making sure there are currently no extra arms or anything growing out of her. She looks back up to his eyes and speaks in a firm tone, wanting to show she isn't intimidated by his size (she's literally beaten down bigger men), posture or dumb questions.
"I am Yuzuki Date. I am a Stranger. A samurai." Samurai is what she says, but that might not be what he hears. She keeps her free hand clear of her sword's hilt, not wanting to give the wrong impression.
"You are Stranger also, yes?"