A frown fell upon Yukiko, keeping her eyes locked to the outside. A soft sigh followed. "I doubt I will make any statements. Right now I am just a woman who accompanies a friend to see... home. And hey, don't blame me for always thinking about work, even though it is not really work for me. It is me thinking about it because I wish for you and your mother to be reunited." Yukiko offered a gentle smile as her eyes adjusted towards Yoko.
As the unfamiliar voice broke through the chatter of the bridge, Yukiko fell quiet. She listened, letting Yoko handle the talking. Taking a deep breath right into her oxygen mask, she closed her eyes for a mere second. The darkness before her eyes filled itself with images of the past. Images that caused the woman to shiver slightly. It took time. It went slowly. The entire time of the ship maneuvering and mooring, Yukiko sat there in her chair with closed eyes. Her breath slightly increased, and the grip on the armrest of the chair tightened to the point it released an unhappy creak.
The torture of her thoughts was broken by the voice of her friend. Shaking her head, her eyes opened once more as she stared outside. "R-Right. Sorry, I phased out for a moment. We should go, yes. Change is a good idea. I can't get seen by the Dragons in... this. I took something special with me, yes." Accepting Yoko's hand, she followed her without adding to it. But it was very much visible in her expression. Yukiko was nervous and in pain.
