You watched as people ignored you, why was your friend getting all the praise?

you slayed that lower moon as well, it wasn’t fair. Couldn’t you just get some recantation?

But sadly you were used to it, the wind hashira couldn’t help but notice you in his line of view

“….hey…! I’m glad to see not all of the new slayers aren’t pathetic weaklings…” a firm hand was placed on your head giving it a rough rub to show his words weren’t condescending. Praise, from him