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It was clear to her now that he explained what he tried to do. She came to the conclusion that his shadows can track people, like a tracking device. Allowing him to learn of her location. At first she didn’t quite catch his idea of messing around with her shadow. Supposedly his shadows act like a tracking device
It was worth writing that down in her memories. This information proved to be useful to her. It was a way to understand her mentor. Her mind works like an encyclopedia, as it stores various information. Though she fears that it might overload her brain, if she keeps too much trivial information about things and not use them. She will need to find a way to counteract this.
“Why don’t you just by your own” Ikiya shot at his explanation as to why he brought the whole thing to use for pancakes. He could just turn his living quarters into a kitchen, if he insisted on allowing himself to remain unseen. He didn’t have to give himself to leave his own confinement, rather than using his living space for the sole purpose of tending his personal injuries. “If it bothers you that bad to interact with the crowd, just buy a personal one for yourself and you can cook all the pancakes in your own home” Ikiya sounded like she just came with the best idea in the world, with her arm spread outwards and a smile that said “My ideas are grand” Gloating herself with her own praise.
Ikiya began to notice the sudden shift in his behavior. He sure does have a thing for surprising her in strange ways. He proved that it’ll become a chore to interpret his actions. He was still going on about the pancakes. She wasn’t going to reveal any other reasons, other than the one she already gave out. On top of that, he took note on her thin frame. “I can’t help but appear small. A girl has to take care of her body, how else will I be able to attain an endless amount of youth?” She was serious about not wanting to take in substances, as it hinders her body. Fearing that she’ll gain weight. When he asked about her spine, she couldn’t help but feed into his curiosity. “Of course, it’s way more noticeable than a military soldier wearing a uniform that doesn’t match the terrain as they are proning.”
As they were sitting at a table, she began to survey the way he’s eating. “So that zanpakuto you mentioned-” Her right elbow met the cold surface of the table, as her cheek rested on the palm of her right hand. She had heard about zanpakuto’s back at the academy and thought it was an interesting thing to learn more about. “How does it work” Her eyes were more focused than that of a lion to his prey.