Peace of mind [OPEN]

When Diablo grew closer to her in distance, so did Verniy's guard that heightened along with it. She was very cautious of the presence of someone that she do not recognize, much less against someone that made her felt as if something was wrong in the first place. Diablo's smile would surely put anyone's mind at ease but it didn't work that well against her. By no means was she presenting hostility towards her at all as violence is the least of her priorities especially when she was incapable of identifying the person clearly. With them being in the Karakura Forest, she doesn't wish to cut down another tree at this point.

Verniy continued to be silent without uttering even a single word, with an empty, almost robotic-like expression that could simply intimidate anyone that couldn't understand her condition; the inability to express any of her emotions. Listening to the words that Diablo could say at the moment, it does sound like the words that would be presented especially when their tracks are stopped with a tree collapsed in front of them for no reason at all. As convincing as it may sound, it twists her feeling of.. suspicion. She didn't want to harm someone just because she felt suspicious of them, simply wanting an explanation that could sound reasonable enough to clear her doubts of their presence in the forest but it simply doesn't. Instead, in her mind, it screamed nothing but danger to her senses. At this point, the situation can only be settled by someone of the same race and that 'someone' was the shinigami in front of her.

When Henrex had asked her if she was mute, she simply shook her head left to right again, indicating that she wasn't mute at all to answer his question. Before she could prepare to draw out her katana again and ask him about the other person, the only sight she could see was hostility. With his sharp sword pointed at Diablo, Verniy's only conclusion is that the person before the two of them is, by all means, suspicious. Most of the time, two individuals of the same race could easily identify each other since they are of the same race, much like how a parent could easily identify who is their children and who isn't. If this situation is brought to the point where Henrex had to pull out his sword and point at Diablo, it meant that something must've been wrong the entire time.

With that acknowledgement being done, Verniy prepared her grip on the handle of her sheathed katana, as well as her guard steadily rising on the spot. However, she didn't openly present herself as the enemy.. yet. There is a possibility that a misunderstanding may have been presented or some sort of mistake in their senses for being so overly cautious of the situation. It was simply an internal struggle to act or not to act according to her instincts.

Confused, Henrex was the only one who could identify her questions. They may be the same race but she could be wrong about how they can identify each other as well. Her mind is simply messed up, the more she thought about it, the less calmer she gets internally. She couldn't express that feeling to ask for help from the shinigami, so all she could was draw the ground in front of Henrex with a few question marks while an arrow pointing at Diablo.

What's going on? Was her instinct messed up? Or did someone.. messed it up?

Verniy soon snapped back into reality when she was too caught up about what was going on in her head. She didn't know what caused her to be in such a confusion when it was just merely a spiritual pressure, not to mention, it wasn't even that powerful to begin with. It was like her instincts was screaming at her to take action for the fact that there was something that was extremely wrong here, and that she was a hostile being. Knowing that she wasn't alone on her suspicions, it made her feel a bit relieved as there was a possibility that she didn't make the wrong decision as it had even made a fellow shinigami like Henrex to feel uncomfortable too.

She took a deep breath and exhaled, in an attempt to put her mind at rest and calm herself down. From there, she finally broke free from her sitting position, patting her lap and placing the sheathed katana onto the left side of her waist, and finally stood up from her spot. She still maintained a distance between herself and Henrex but nevertheless, they are only a few meters apart when she approached him, taking only a few steps from where she originally sat on.

When Henrex had mentioned about her voice, Verniy didn't seem to have given any response about it. All she did was looking over to him, before moving her sights back to Diablo. It was a subject that she barely touched regarding her voice, due to her lack of communication and how she was raised back then, as well as the fact that she was afraid to speak more than anything else. As much she find it alright to communicate with Henrex, she simply couldn't be comfortable nor trust his presence yet to talk to him in person through her voice. It is already something she has established from the beginning.

Instead of being confused about the odd spiritual pressure that Diablo had led to be, she had to confront this issue in the russian way. Grabbing the sheathed katana and take it out from her waist, she would point the hilt of her sheathed katana with a sharp stare towards Diablo. Without saying word, it was enough for her to convey her message further and much easier when Henrex had asked Diablo to show her true form. There's only one answer she needed to know since when Diablo first appeared; friend or foe?