<span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">What a touching reunion, Blake and Rosalia thought to themselves. To say she was worried about Haruki would be a understatement in itself. Though nobody could that was affection as fabricated at all. Though he couldn't help but notice the mark on the side of her ribs as Nyoko frantically tried to cover herself up. Before he could sigh of relief, he had to another realization in his head... That they were all marked for death...<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Come now, Haruki... She worried to death about you!"</span> Said Blake, flashing a smile at them both, drops of water rolling down on his eyes, making the man seem to be crying. <span style="color: #0080FF">"And besides... it would be a complete shame to lose <span style="font-style: italic">my favorite drinking buddy</span>!"</span> Although it seems Blake was speaking of mere selfishness, but anyone could tell he wasn't in the slightest. Rosalia, on the other hand... Tried her best not to giggle as she gave Haruki a side glance. It was more or less out the more experienced swordsman herself... Not believing Haruki to be on the up and up of swordsmanship. The fight was still clear as day for her, and she still could not believe how it all went down.</span>