[ shishio is always worth bullying, in tsurumaru's opinion. his reactions can always be counted on to be so fun, and he's always so very loud about it that it makes surprising him just that much more interesting. the moment he hears the shishio war cry (tm) erupt throughout the citadel, he made himself mischievously scarce, opting to quietly shadow the purple nue and his colourful owner from afar, keeping track of his practice with barely muffled giggles (gokotai had made himself very, very scarce after catching sight of him and his mischief-- he hardly knows why, clearly). what kind-hearted soul, carrying a bag of frogs. he'd almost feel bad for the pitfalls if it weren't for the fact that it's honestly quite funny.

so by the time he pops up over the edge of the pitfall to wave at shishio, he'd gotten most of the laughter out of his system, opting for a mere grin and a few stifled giggles. ]

Can't say! Who knows, maybe I'll do it again when you least expect it, so I can't be giving away all my secrets right now. [ and then a thumbs-up as he watches shishio's actions with interest. is he trying to pile dirt up so he can get out of the pitfall? ] Your hair looks ravishing, by the way. Your braids look really neat in blue.

[ such a pretty princess, shishio!! ]