[Corruption is what he fears more than death, honestly. Death is not new to him, even compared to other swords; he was born into it, and he left before many others, too. But to lose one's sense of self? Especially for them, whose sense is already a relatively new thing, in human-facing terms? It's a terrible thought.
In subconscious reaction, he pulls Yasusada closer, the hand on Itsuki tightening its grip a little, like that alone could help keep them both tethered to this side with him.]
...Yeah. First time finding both of the people refracting, huh...
[Somehow, it never feels like a victory, no matter how much they accomplish, even with the few people they manage to save.]
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In subconscious reaction, he pulls Yasusada closer, the hand on Itsuki tightening its grip a little, like that alone could help keep them both tethered to this side with him.]
...Yeah. First time finding both of the people refracting, huh...
[Somehow, it never feels like a victory, no matter how much they accomplish, even with the few people they manage to save.]