Admittedly, Mizu would reassure anyone who asked she was fine even were she on the edge of death, definitely if all that was at risk was passing out for a day or two. She's fine. She's always fine, even when she's not fine. No one need ever concern themselves with her. Taigen wanted her well enough to duel to the death. Ringo didn't want to redo his stitches. That isn't really about her. Vergil makes sure she doesn't die and requires her to be well when she fights him. The rest doesn't have to concern him. She's not dead or about to expire. This, all this, is polite but unnecessary.
Including the food. Mizu eats the strange sandwich. That's not hard after the last half year. It's filling, and she's famished the more she eats. Though she eats tidily, it seems gone in a few bites. Mizu glances down at her hands when Vergil compliments her on not being weakâthat is what he's saying, basing his opinion on humans on her. Something that would make so many people in Japan laugh. They don't all consider her human. Many of them consider her weak. Mizu knows better.
A smile grows, amused, when he continues. "People are quite stupid," Mizu says, "Every one that I've met. If someone doesn't appear stupid, wait and they will reveal themselves."
The vegetable takes a little longer, if only because each slice is eaten individually with the hands. It's over fairly quickly however. She could probably eat a second one, but that might not be the best idea. By the time she gets home, however, she'll have room to eat more. She watches Vergil, including him in that group. People. He might not be human, but he's a person. The urge to grapple him, to prove she can pin him, rises as it often does with people. Only Mizu knows better than to think she'd win at that right now, even with the surprise. Give her time, Vergil. Give her time.
"I've always been like this," Mizu says, "I simply wouldn't be as experienced if you met me when I was younger." She believes that, those early lessons against blood soaked Chiaki, the assassin who used her broken blade for years, showed how much more she had to learn. Once skilled, it took experience to get where she is now. Her skill with the naginata, Mizu doesn't like to dwell on it, but Mikio taught her well. She can give him that much credit. Mizu took it further, a way to have a sword and a naginata in one weapon. Superior to only one or the other.
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Including the food. Mizu eats the strange sandwich. That's not hard after the last half year. It's filling, and she's famished the more she eats. Though she eats tidily, it seems gone in a few bites. Mizu glances down at her hands when Vergil compliments her on not being weakâthat is what he's saying, basing his opinion on humans on her. Something that would make so many people in Japan laugh. They don't all consider her human. Many of them consider her weak. Mizu knows better.
A smile grows, amused, when he continues. "People are quite stupid," Mizu says, "Every one that I've met. If someone doesn't appear stupid, wait and they will reveal themselves."
The vegetable takes a little longer, if only because each slice is eaten individually with the hands. It's over fairly quickly however. She could probably eat a second one, but that might not be the best idea. By the time she gets home, however, she'll have room to eat more. She watches Vergil, including him in that group. People. He might not be human, but he's a person. The urge to grapple him, to prove she can pin him, rises as it often does with people. Only Mizu knows better than to think she'd win at that right now, even with the surprise. Give her time, Vergil. Give her time.
"I've always been like this," Mizu says, "I simply wouldn't be as experienced if you met me when I was younger." She believes that, those early lessons against blood soaked Chiaki, the assassin who used her broken blade for years, showed how much more she had to learn. Once skilled, it took experience to get where she is now. Her skill with the naginata, Mizu doesn't like to dwell on it, but Mikio taught her well. She can give him that much credit. Mizu took it further, a way to have a sword and a naginata in one weapon. Superior to only one or the other.