Quietly Seiyuri made her way over to Fuu. Knowing nothing she could say would be of any use. Seiyuri ignored Fuu's grief stricken comments as she crouched down placing two fingers against the youngest brother's neck to check for a pulse she instinctively knew would not be there. Releasing a soft sigh she shook her head as she raised her hands and formed a set of strange seals a before gently touching an index finger to Niikon's forehead. The jutsu was a simple one of her own design that would clean the body of present blood and other other external fluids, it could even repair the the wounds inflicted upon the body but Seiyuri felt it best to leave those as they were in the off chance the medical personnel would document his injuries for the customary autopsy.<br/><br/><em>I am sorry Fuu- san. There is little I can do for the dead</em>, she thought.<em>All I can do is continue on for the living. </em><br/><br/>Seeing she could be of no more help Seiyuri silently, yet calmly, went about tending to the others who had sustained injuries from the fight, leaving Kuroda to deal with Fuu for the time being as she recollected her thoughts. Occasionally her shaded gaze would speculatively fall on the girl Kyo had pulled from the pit.