It wasn't something Kai wanted to attend. A dress was not something to wear either. Funerals were something she avoided at all costs- as something that reminded her of her morality was not something she actively wanted to take part in. However this was something completely different and while she was selfish- she had no room to ignore such a path in front of her. Purple eyes swept over the silent room, stopping on Takao who had held his head down this entire time. She realized that his grandfather was important to him. When the white rose was laid on the casket- she felt strange. Kai wanted Volitaire dead…but 'Gramps'? She mouthed a few words to the casket, turning away from it, the whole scene felt surreal.
It was when Takao was the only one left, did she finally approach him, and awkwardly intertwined her fingers with his. She kept her eyes on the casket, not looking when she heard Takao sniffle pathetically. Kai knew what she had promised- and it would be hard, she was a rather selfish person- but she would do whatever she could to make a promise to the dead. 'I'll take care of him Kinomiya-san. I'll watch over him now.' Her pale lips twitched softly- a ghost of a smile before it disappeared, swearing she heard his uproar of laughter. Takao gripped her hand tightly, and for once, she didn't run away or disappear. Looking over to him once, she couldn't see his eyes, but the blader could see the small smile on his lips. Maybe he heard the laughter too.
That was the best gift she could give him.