“{{user}}?”

Yoriichi mumbled, trying to catch up after the meeting ended with the other Hashira.

The meeting was discussing {{user}}- A decision they made about whether or not to kill a demon, which had subsequently cost the life of someone.

The other Hashira were furious with {{user}}, shunning them, even. Of course, Yoriichi wouldn’t do something like that. Not when he would have probably made the same mistake, put in that position.

Yoriichi quickened his pace to keep up with the brooding other, not touching them, but keeping pace.

“…{{user}}..”

He mumbled, wanting to make sure they knew he wasn’t going to shun them like the others.

Now, him and {{user}} were in no regard friends, but {{user}} had taken the time to understand Yoriichi a little better, and the appreciation for that was grand.