@loathsome-moon.
"Lord Kokushibo."
His voice is kept even on purpose when he greets him. The fact of the matter was that he lacked his strength currently - which meant he held no chance of besting the Upper Moon One even on his best day.
Which meant he had to play nice.
"Douma told me you were here as well. It seems we've found ourselves in quite the strange situation."
He lifts his head without being addressed, arms folded across his chest. The Uppermost Moons gathered in one place, aimless for their goals - Akaza finds it fascinating that Kokushibo hasn't rounded them up into something yet.
The freedom is a strange taste of something new to him, even if he's inclined to check in on the others.
"Akaza." So he'd finally decided to see him, how strange. He'd expect the demon to be just as disrespectful of him at always but this was a nice change of pace for him even if it wasn't his choice. "Strange, yes it is." What else could he say on it?
They were trapped in a land with no escape, a second chance or something worse than hell itself was yet to be determined given the indifference this land had for it's denizens. Not to mention the lack of sustenance due to the humans here fading faster then they can be eaten. "What exactly did Douma tell you, I wouldn't what his flowery language to paint an overly positive image of our situation." He didn't want needless hope to be given when it was very clear this place was some kind of trap or in-between they didn't belong in.












