[Wow, today is just the day that Souji makes Kashuu cry a lot, apparently!! Because his eyes sure do start watering up again and he kind of hates himself a little for it, but he can't help it either. At least it's not the sort of crying that comes with sobs like the last - it's a little more delicate, and he raises his own hand to wipe at his eyes this time. As much as he enjoys being touched and held by his former master, it still feels shameful to be crying so much.
He gets himself under control much faster this time. One, two beats of hesitation, and then:]
You were hoping to see me?
[In turn, there seems to be some hopefulness in his voice too. It isn't as though his own Souji had ever given him reason to believe that he was unwanted, per se, but that's the immediate conclusion that's drawn when one is discarded. He had simply outlived his usefulness as a weapon, and a broken sword doesn't have any place at a warrior's side.
Still, a part of him had hoped that he would remain irreplaceable even so.]
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He gets himself under control much faster this time. One, two beats of hesitation, and then:]
You were hoping to see me?
[In turn, there seems to be some hopefulness in his voice too. It isn't as though his own Souji had ever given him reason to believe that he was unwanted, per se, but that's the immediate conclusion that's drawn when one is discarded. He had simply outlived his usefulness as a weapon, and a broken sword doesn't have any place at a warrior's side.
Still, a part of him had hoped that he would remain irreplaceable even so.]