silence
Why does he persist in questioning?
She will not betray Mayuri-sama. Distraction is needed.
So the topic is switched to haikus. Five-seven-five syllabic poetry that doesn't rhyme but has a cadence implying otherwise.
"Green, like newborn shoots
Against pale clouds and bleak
truth,
A hidden comfort."
Will it work?
His hand automatically reaches for a face that has never seen mirrors; deathly-white stillness imprinted with lines of unchangeable fate.
And her fingers mimic his, trailing invisible eternally frozen tears down her cheek.
The reflection is stopped, and the original bends closer.
Roles are preserved, blurred and shattered.