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.“