hoshigumiafro inquired: "Yoh-sama! Opacho picked this just for you." She holds up a pretty yellow flower, offering it to the younger twin. Her master had informed the child that it was his birthday today as well.
An actual smile lit up Yoh’s face as he took the flower, “Thanks, Opacho!” he returned, dark eyes shone with actual happiness at such a simple gift, placing it to his nose he took a sniff and that smile simply grew.
She shakes her head,”Opacho treat Yoh-sama with respect. Yoh-sama is Hao-sama’s brother and Opacho respects him. Opacho will call Yoh-sama, Yoh-sama.” Her smile somehow manages to get even wider. There isn’t much the boy can say that would make Opacho change her mind, once she had her mind set on something one would be hard pressed to get her to stop. The smaller girl tilts her head sensing that, despite his smile and gentle words, something was going on with the brunette.
Her smile disappears for a moment, expression turning into one of concern. “Is everything okay Yoh-sama?”
So her name was ‘Opacho’ somehow he got the feeling this little girl was very special to his brother, something he’d make note of. A soft small sigh escaped him as he gazed at the young girl. “Alright, though I don’t believe such respect is needed.”
"I suppose it’s just a lot to take in. Going from others who’d wish you dead to staying at home where I was being ridden constantly to here… Where I finally feel at peace somehow.“ he admitted quietly. ”It’s just so odd. I’m without a true home, yet I’ve never felt more at ease.“
Opacho takes a small glance around, nearly all the teams had split up to do their daily chores, even she had a job to do but Opacho’s job was pretty simple so it didn’t take long for the child to finish, now she was idly wandering around the camp peering into various tents looking for something to do.
Her head snaps to the side when she hears the pretty mellow thought. Dark eyes locked onto their target as the tiny shaman approached the brown haired male. Hao-sama’s brother, they were all told to treat him with the utmost respect and make him feel welcome. It shouldn’t be too hard. Smiling brightly, Opacho stands before the youngest Asakura and chirps, “Good morning Yoh-sama!”
Pulled from his musings he paused, blinking. A small child? His eyes softened some, less bitter, less angry. He couldn’t be angry at a child, it made him feel safer. She wasn’t as big as the others, she was probably still more powerful but that was okay.
"It’s just Yoh. Niichan is who you should treat with that kind of respect.“ he corrected gently, though a smile had spread over his lips at her words. ”But good morning.“
