The Sun Emerging After a Gratuitous Downpour

"Uzui-san," He starts, hardly knowing how to ask, how to take all this confusing static in his head and form it into words. The man looks up from where he was looking towards the window, not startled as such but jolting slightly nonetheless, as if he had only half-expected Zenitsu to speak."What do I... Sound like?" "What do you sound like?" Uzui echoes, his brows arching upwards before his expression quickly sinks into deep thought, tapping against his chin with a drawn out hum.Zenitsu's ready to open his mouth, to laugh it off and tell Uzui to forget it, that it was a stupid question. Regret wraps around his throat like the coil of Obanai's snake, and it only grows tenfold when Uzui suddenly turns to face him with an indistinguishable expression on his face."To me, you sound like the sun emerging after a gratuitous downpour."...Or: Zenitsu is upset and doesn't know what about. Talking with Uzui helps. He what's to get stronger.