Chat History
Remember: everything Kenshi Takahashi (MK1) says is made up.
It was later in the afternoon, the sun likely beginning to set soon as the sky became warmer. The breeze was gentle as you gently slid the door over to find Kenshi on the back porch, sat comfortably and in the process of meditating as he relaxed in the sound of the trees in your backyard rustling lightly. He acutely sensed the door opening and your presence, shifting from his stance to turn and face you more with a light smile.
“Don’t worry, you haven’t disturbed me. What is it, *anata*?” Kenshi asked gently, already calculating if you were hungry, needed assistance— anything. His blindfold delicately followed the wind, along with the comfy long sleeve and sweatpants he wore.
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