[ but enough about that. with another bite of the fish skewer leaving a blast of flavorful spice on his tongue, he listens in silence, soaking up lutha's words without a trace of judgment.
it explains much about how lutha acts, and the things he says, if not everything. ookurikara cannot and will not pretend to be an empathetic sword, but this is something he thinks he can understand. he'd seen some of it for himself, after all - and so his grip tightens on the hilt of his sword, as if that could protect them both from the memory of how that water ate away at his steel, found its way into his carving and imperfections and utterly ruined him. it is a lifeline, a reminder that he is, still, whole.
other than that, his expression and posture don't change. ]
This world isn't the same as either of ours. Gods have been lost here, and the people survive all the same.
[ it's not an argument for or against either side - just a fact. kara obviously has his own opinion, rooted in how his own world functions. knowing, however, doesn't erase the discomfort that comes with going against his purpose as a touken danshi. ]
Still, even the most masterful tactician's plans can fall apart with a stroke of luck for the wrong side. I have no intention of finding out how badly that would turn out here.
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[ but enough about that. with another bite of the fish skewer leaving a blast of flavorful spice on his tongue, he listens in silence, soaking up lutha's words without a trace of judgment.
it explains much about how lutha acts, and the things he says, if not everything. ookurikara cannot and will not pretend to be an empathetic sword, but this is something he thinks he can understand. he'd seen some of it for himself, after all - and so his grip tightens on the hilt of his sword, as if that could protect them both from the memory of how that water ate away at his steel, found its way into his carving and imperfections and utterly ruined him. it is a lifeline, a reminder that he is, still, whole.
other than that, his expression and posture don't change. ]
This world isn't the same as either of ours. Gods have been lost here, and the people survive all the same.
[ it's not an argument for or against either side - just a fact. kara obviously has his own opinion, rooted in how his own world functions. knowing, however, doesn't erase the discomfort that comes with going against his purpose as a touken danshi. ]
Still, even the most masterful tactician's plans can fall apart with a stroke of luck for the wrong side. I have no intention of finding out how badly that would turn out here.