"Not possible..." Nyoko whispered. She recognized it exactly, but was denying the evidence all along not to face it again. Her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped. One of her hands slowly arose, and pushed his hand down. "Don't show it. I understand the sash now." she replied, turning her head away. A few fire-colored wisps of her long hair fell into her face, and she shook her head. That was not possible. Not again. She never wanted to get anywhere near anything like that again, ever.<br/><br/>"Don't mention it again. I don't have other questions." she muttered, hesitantly raking through the hair above her ear, and whipping it back, over her shoulder. "Just don't talk about it. I see why Ruki was so strange. We aren't strangers to... That, you know?" she explained, shooting a quick glance to the side, at him.<br/><br/>She wished they were. But wishes don't always come true... Now how glad she'd be if she would hear that from Ruki instead of this man. Not that she wouldn't trust him, but Haruki was her brother. She could tell him whatever. How worried this made her.