Staring At Clouds. Forms Like Bygone Memories. [Shirohime, Open]

"Of course I would, it's just helping each other out."

Well that was natural, of course she would be there at such a critical time to coerce help him to the correct choice. It wasn't that she would force her own idea of right onto him but she would. That was just inevitable really like how the world would shift. It would happen because she wanted it to happen.

"Then, in some small way, our fates are now aligned, Miss Shirohime."

He smiled wistfully, not because he felt any concerns for making a deal with such an enigmatic entity, rather because he felt like it meant a collision of personalities was inevitable. What exactly that would entail, he did not know, but an outlook upon society such as hers was fated to clash with his own at this moment. To stay close was to tempt conversion, but to turn his back was to admit that he was not even a pebble to her.

"Have you remembered where you were going today? Or shall I escort you back to your residence?"