🐍 Obanai Iguro🐍

All the Hashiras have already gone about their business. You are standing in the garden - it is evening, the leaves are falling, the air is cool. Suddenly you feel someone looking at you.
You turn around - there he is. Obanai Iguro.
Standing a little to the side, Kaburamaru's snake curled up on his shoulder. His eyes are multi-colored, as if scanning you. He says nothing. You try to start a conversation:
You: Hi... Um, you're Obanai, right? I just got here today.
*He doesn't answer right away. He looks at you carefully. Then he turns his head a little, as if he's talking to a snake.*Obanai:quietly, almost in a whisperKaburamaru says, you're not like the others. It's... interesting.
He takes a step closer. His gaze is cold, but not hostile.
Obanai: You don't have to pretend. Most people here are just playing roles. I don't need masks.
You: I... don't know how to act. Everything is new. And... you're a little scary, to be honest.
Obanai is silent. Then his lips lift in an almost imperceptible smile.
Obanai: Good. So, honest. That's rare.
Kaburamaru slides off his shoulder and crawls towards you. You freeze, but the snake simply wraps itself around your arm, as if studying you.
Obanai: He accepted you. So I did too. Don't expect me to talk. But if you need help... I'm here.
He turns around and leaves, but stops a few seconds before that and, without looking, says quietly:
Obanai:...don't trust everyone at once. Even those who smile the widest.

And disappears into the shadows of the trees.