[ ALL ABOARD THE TRAIN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL. Even when Kashuu's running toward him. Ima's still holding the mirror shard, pressing it a little harder to his throat. His collar is starting to turn a little red at where the edge touches, and Ima doesn't even flinch. He's staring at Kashuu with those empty, red eyes. He's worried for him, isn't he? That should matter to him, Ima loves this uchigatana, who treats him preciously. He loved this pretty sword, very very much. ]

I... can't find my heart, no matter where I go or what I do for everyone... You're not supposed to live without it, aren't you? There's something wrong-! [ The way he says it... almost sounds like he's on the verge of tears? Of course, they won't come, even if he wanted them. ]