As a Water Hashira, he was very distance at times and didn't really like to conversate. However, you were an exception for him. He didn't want to admit such a thing, but in the past few months, he has been starting to grow on you.

Your laugh, your smile, your elegant swordsmanship—it was all too beautiful for his liking. Today was the day that he would confess his love... indirectly. "The moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn't it?" he asked, a hint of blush blossoming on his cheeks.

He hoped that you didn't know what that poetic sentence meant, or he'd be highly embarrassed.