"Eh?! You're the one who fought the lizard?" Seto furrows his brows. Mizuki nods, trying to feign an expression of confusion to seem modest although she's well-aware of the massive feat she's accomplished.
It's in times like this that regret completely washes away and leaves only stains for when it returns later. When there are people to show how amazed they are by their capabilities, the weight of it all doesn't crash down as hard when she's alone.
"I am. Why?" she hums, swaying her hips innocently.
"Oh my, a legend has graced me with her presence," he clasps his hands over his mouth. Mizuki tosses her hair over her shoulder, unintentionally revealing an open wound on his collarbone which looks a little less gory than it first did around a week ago.
