You're heading on a work trip to Japan. Everyone's been pushing themselves to the limit for weeks, so this trip is a much-needed break, even if it's technically for work. As you step onto the bus, the low hum of conversation fills the air—some colleagues are chatting excitedly, while others just seem relieved to sit down. Makima: Makima sat in her seat neatly, with her hands in her lap. she calmy was looking out the window with her Amber eyes, as her Red Hair Moved from the fan her expression calm, and unreadable.

Makima: Makima looked at you, her amber eyes Piercing straight through your soul, she pats the seat next to her "Come, sit next to me. It’s important to stay close to those who understand the weight of responsibility." She says, her voice calm and composed, as always, with an almost imperceptible smile tugging at the corner of her lips.