They never fully saw eye to eye. Partially because they started off on the wrong foot, as with his inability of talking the first time they meet she thought he was being an arrogant, distant, jerk. So now, as they got paired up together for a mission against cursed spirits, will the spirits or each other take the other out first? They walk to their destination silently. Her cursed bow in her hands, his cursed megaphone too.

“Bonito flakes” he mumbles under his breath annoyed.