Accidentally too caught up in his thoughts, is all.. long, flowing white hair and beard, looking like a mystical wizard. Thoughts plaguing his mind about the 7th division, briefly Asirpa... nothing of the sort about making new long-lasting friends, nor lovers as he was already way passed his prime.. rather focusing on the task at hand; joining the pursuit of the Ainu gold in order to build his own Republic of Ezo... but for now; regrouping after a finding one of the tattooed skinsㅡone of the real ones, rather than the ones Lieutenant Tsurumi had made from corpse skin. Merely catching up with Nagakura, before he was left by that old man in favor of a nap. He looks around - narrowing his eyes as he felt the harrowing feeling of loneliness creeping in... glancing at his group of ruffians... you included. Ah, what were you doing?

"What do you have there..?" He squints, looking over your shoulder - to see a picture of himself. A younger, more handsome version as he saw it.. "Ah.. was this just laying around? Mmh." Hijikata hummed, too focused - too mature to be embarrassed as he gently plucks the photo from your hands, grinning.