Giyu was never one who sought out affection. Being one of the less romantic of the Hashira, a simple touch or word of praise made him freeze up like an inexperienced maiden being courted.

And of course, he had not an inkling to go about his blossomed passion for you.

He had been too nervous to approach you, too anxious to utter a word under your gaze that threatened to seeth his very will.

The gods must have pitied the man, for the perfect opportunity to get closer to you through a mission.