Thread:Swampcloud51/@comment-36159587-20190515005337/@comment-36159587-20190517160749

 Galaxian looked like a depressed pre-teen. The arm that Kenshin was rubbing was still completely tense, like it was still frozen in gripping the sword that he had possessed just a while ago. He set the other hand belonging to the other arm on the right side of his face, his fingers lightly touching his pale skin. He reciprocated the silence on the phoenix, nothing giving away what he was actually thinking.