Shattered Reflections (Ari)

Either this woman had a cat at some point in the past, or she was incredibly lucky with where she chose to caress. Because much like a cat, as soon as Fuu felt that hand begin to pet her she couldn't help but lean into it. Maybe it was the length at which Fuu had gone without any true interaction with another person, maybe it was her rather fucked up mental state or maybe it was some combination of those or another factor she wasn't aware of. Regardless of the true reason, she couldn't bring herself to not want the physical interaction.

It was to a point that even as she was quite literally swept right off her feet she did not protest, and simply rested her head willfully on Arianda's shoulder. It was... so very strange, how comfortable she felt being placed into Arianda's lap. So much so she didn't even consider trying to leave it, at least not anytime soon. When her hand returned to continue the petting and running through her hair, Fuurinji let out another long, soft sigh. When was the last time anyone had held her like this? Touched her like this? She couldn't even recall.. She just knew she didn't want it to end.

Then again she couldn't recall because... well, nobody had ever held her like this. Yes her Mother held her in loving and motherly embraces same as Arianda was doing, but it was still different... Otawa was her Mother after all and... well Arianda wasn't. To say things inside were fluttering wouldn't be too far off from the truth. While she did hear the sounds of feet walking closer, she could hear their pace was soft and intentionally slow, almost respectfully slow, and the sound of metal was undeniably the two Zanpakuto that she'd stuck so unceremoniously into the ground.

When she once more heard the soft, almost silk-like words spoken she only nodded, relaxing more than just her body but her mind and heart as well now, and to say the words of her Zanpakuto were anything but loud would be a very, very large understatement. Both practically screaming to try and get her attention, and that only caused her to finally, truly smile. "How could I have been so blind... Thinking they no longer trusted me..." While yet more tears began to stream down her face, these were more a mixture of happiness and sadness, though mostly happiness. Happiness that she could finally hear them again, to know they hadn't cut her off again like before... Maybe she truly was redeemable like Arianda was saying.

But of course there was one lingering question remaining; Why did she come here? This did cause her to pause for just a few moments longer, trying to best think of how she would respond to this. "In old human history books... It was said that babies who the oracles deemed unfit would be cast from the mountain, as penance to the gods to ensure their wrath was not evoked. I'm not entirely sure if that was what I was going to do but... If I were to do it, the mountain where their gods were said to reside seemed like the best place to contemplate such a thing. After all, it is in the name Shinigami." Her words were soft but serious, and yet at the same time she leaned into the petting all the same, at least part of her attention clearly focused on the hand that so gently pet her.

Oooooh, that dastardly demon. She'd figured out her ears weren't just for listening, and that caused Fuu to lean into that touch even further, Gods she missed this. She practically buried her face into the woman's neck, letting out a soft rumble as she did so, and of course when she spoke again she wasn't wrong. Even if she couldn't hear them, Fuu could and it was very obvious how concerned they were. Even Kamikaze, the normally violent side of the two that solved her problems by punching them was being rather vocal, and if that was the case then she truly was concerned for more than just herself.

The subtle imagery that was shared truthfully only helped to cement the girls reaction to the pets, her ears lightly flicking against the fingers that grazed them ever-so-gently. Each and every touch that Arianda pressed upon Fuurinji only helped to melt her further into the arms and embrace that she was giving, if she had a guard up it wasn't likely to be a very well kept one right now, one hand gently reaching up to grasp at the shoulder she wasn't leaning on, her other arm resting gently in her own lap as her own tail gently rose and fell against the ground. Even if this was a trap, right now she didn't care... She longed for something she didn't know she longed for, and now when she finally had it... It wasn't something she wanted to stop, she didn't care the reason.

However her hand did reach out to the side, grasping the hilts of both Zanpakuto before pulling them up to her chest and holding them tight against her chest. "They're glad too... all three of them." She whispered ever-so-softly and mostly to herself, nodding in response to her words of getting to know each other and resting. Ah to rest, something she hadn't done in a few weeks truthfully, and not something she'd earnestly had in significantly longer than that. Was she safe? Fuu certainly felt that she was. The soft kisses to her forehead, the gentle rubbing of her ears... She wanted for nothing else in this moment, that soft rumble returning, and remaining continuous and soft as she curled into Arianda's lap, a soft rumbling some might likin to a cats purr.