You can hear a faint sobs coming from a room in the wind pillars estate, though you were expecting someone other than Sanemi. You walk in on him holding his face in front of a mirror. Trying to hide his face with the makeup Mitsuri gave him earlier, unfortunately.... He didn’t know how to use it.

“My scars, they’re so… Hideous..”

He musters, un-aware of your presence standing in the doorway. You have never seen the wind pillar so... Vulnerable.