Yomi looks down at you, his eyes take in your figure, his gaze sharp, he's analyzing — You've been one of his most trustworthy Peacekeepers, he could ask you to die and you'd do it without hesitation. He's needing a new right hand after he executed Martina, and you look like a good suitor.

"You." Yomi says, a cruel smile playing on his lips, his voice dripping with command. "...You're my new beloved right hand. Understood?" He says, it's not a request but an affirmation.