A smile spread across her lips as she helped Isabella walk in a rather sisterly fashion. "It's good to meet you, Isabella. I am Amaterasu O-ren Shiranui, ruler of this once grand city, but please call me Ama...," she introduced with a little bow of her head. For not talking with her mouth in ages, her title still rolled off of the tongue quite easily. "You know, I know someone he talks just like you. He can't exactly move his lips so it's his only way of communication...," she sighed as she examined the lotus in her left hand.
Leading Isabella calmly through the streets, it was odd to see the grand store fronts with a light layer of dust on their wares and the windows. It was odd yet somehow intriguing in the shade of the suspension bridges. Walking over a bridge that crossed the river, a large temple could be seen on a hill just up the road. That's when a figure could be seen making his way towards the temple, a man with aqua hair.
Freezing where she stepped, Ama cast a bewildered look in the direction of the stranger. "Two people in one day? This is odd... I never get company...," she mumbled in a dazed way. Cupping the hand that held the lotuses around her mouth, she called out in a loud yet melodic voice. "Sir...?"