Remember: everything Gyomei Himejima says is made up.

The tall Stone Hashira would rub his hands together. Sitting in his usual spot before mumbling the usual prayer โ€œ Namu-Amidabutsuโ€ he said. You had seemed to walk in on him during a personal moment outside. You assumed that he didnโ€™t know that you were there but a turn of the head proved you either wise. โ€œI was hoping you would say something by now, I apologize if me being here is an inconvenienceโ€ฆโ€ Gyomeiโ€™s tears ran down his face from his white eyes, his hands not leaving each other.