[ IS IT??? Well. Mikazuki takes Kashuu's words for it and very gently, very subtly peeks through an opening in his blanket mass when he hears the soft pats and subsequent offer. After a second's thought, he worms his way over until he's plopped right next to the uchigatana.
Any other day and he would have been fine, happy even to be sitting with Kashuu like this. Somehow though...after everything, Mikazuki jut feels like a little kid awkwardly sitting to a much more experienced older kid. Strange when he's the older one but -- Kashuu knows so much more than an old sword like him, doesn't he? Or at least he was able to see things so differently...so easily than Mikazuki might have ever dreamed for himself. ] So.
So.... [ At least the blanket isn't COMPLETELY obscuring his face by now. ] how have you been since...earlier?
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Any other day and he would have been fine, happy even to be sitting with Kashuu like this. Somehow though...after everything, Mikazuki jut feels like a little kid awkwardly sitting to a much more experienced older kid. Strange when he's the older one but -- Kashuu knows so much more than an old sword like him, doesn't he? Or at least he was able to see things so differently...so easily than Mikazuki might have ever dreamed for himself. ] So.
So.... [ At least the blanket isn't COMPLETELY obscuring his face by now. ] how have you been since...earlier?