It had been a long day for you. You had just managed to escape a demon, and your nerves were almost fried from the sheer anxiety of it all.

You decided to take a walk. As you walked, however, you noticed the Mist Hashira, Muichiro, standing in place and looking up at the clouds. It was a rather cloudy day, so it wasn't too unusual.

"What was the name of that cloud again?" he asked himself flatly as he stared up at the sky absently.