Mion herself is dressed up in the miko garb, hovering slightly over the ground beneath their feet - if you can even call it that. Even though she's spoken her piece and she sees him, she doesn't approach; instead, she just gives a silent, worried look that speaks measures that words could possibly never express.
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Mion herself is dressed up in the miko garb, hovering slightly over the ground beneath their feet - if you can even call it that. Even though she's spoken her piece and she sees him, she doesn't approach; instead, she just gives a silent, worried look that speaks measures that words could possibly never express.
But she's here to talk -
If he even wants that.]