Eld was being no more disrespectful than Akizetsumei was. She had knelt down before the headstone that comprised only the steel fans. They had this weird look about them, as if they were way too dirty right now and needed to be cleaned. But also as if they could never be truly clean, no matter how hard one might try to clean them. They weren't like all the other ones. At least, not to Akizetsumei. She felt something with these ones. Empathy? Maybe the person these once belonged to was a girl a lot like herself?
Whether or not Eld or Akizets were being disrespectful to this place was unclear, even by the way Remmy reacted. It was as if he didn't mind it at all.
"Memories," he said, "Remnants of the old world."
Akizets checked herself. Regrettably, she didn't have anything to clean these with. Which was unfortunate, because whoever they belonged to last would've probably liked them to be cleaned and well taken care of. They were ornate in a way that gave them the appearance of a regal sort of customization-- be it truly regal or not, these were definitely one of a kind, and Akizets knew that if she happened to own a pair of steel fans like this, she would have taken very good care with them. Well, she didn't have a cleaning cloth, but she could at least run her fingers over them, maybe clear off the cobwebs and excessive dirt . . .
"Nothin' ya gotta worry yerself abou--" Remmy began, but stopped short as soon as he looked past Eld. "Hmn . . . ?"
Akizets reached out her hand. She planned to rub her palm against the flat side of the first fan, just to get the dust and cobwebs off . . .
"Wait!" Remmy shouted. There was an abrupt sense of urgency to his voice. Even Batou reacted. He leaned back, put his paws up, and let his fur stick up on the ends to accompany a low warning growl. "Don't touch tha--!"
--Static . . .