A smirk crept across her face. "I'll see you soon, Brother." She said, dissapearing in a cold wind of snow, leaving him on his own.
Megohime had been mostly laying low, a bit out of character, something gnawing at her. Everyday she'd check the stitching on her chest, cleaning it and making sure it'd heal properly; dabbing disinfectant on the wound, she winced slightly. The wound had yet to close fully, but it was getting there. Sitting on the bed, she started to wrap her chest in clean wrappings to keep the stitches from being irritated.
Megohime had been mostly laying low, a bit out of character, something gnawing at her. Everyday she'd check the stitching on her chest, cleaning it and making sure it'd heal properly; dabbing disinfectant on the wound, she winced slightly. The wound had yet to close fully, but it was getting there. Sitting on the bed, she started to wrap her chest in clean wrappings to keep the stitches from being irritated.