Yes, Sano actually knows that it would be wiser to have his head on straight in this situation, especially when danger lurking around any corner, but it's so much easier to be pissed off. It's so much more satisfying to let his anger course through his veins. If only he could let it drive him for just a few minutes, so he could avenge Heisuke and do whatever part possible to keep his death from being pointless.
Karma can be a bitch...
But it's Shinpachi's uncharacteristic quiet that keeps him in the alley. Normally their roles would be reversed and maybe that's another reason he can't just rush off. Because Sano knows it would be stupid and Sano knows he would tell Shinpachi the same thing. He just needs to listen to Shinpachi this time. And also to himself.
There may be a time soon enough where they can fight and retaliate, but Heisuke comes first. Friends should always come first.
Cursing again, Sano turns around, using the light of his lantern to try and figure out where Heisuke's saya has gotten off to.]
Can't see a damn thing anyway...
[It's mumbled, though Shinpachi can probably hear it as Sano passes by. Of course, it's at that moment that Shinpachi frees Heisuke's blade from his own body, the sound a sickening and grating slurp as it leaves behind bone, flesh, and blood. Heisuke may not be bleeding anymore, but Sano doesn't even have to look closely to know his sword is covered in the crimson stuff.
Trying to ignore it all, he notices a blood trail and follows it a little bit before the wanted sheath appears. He grabs it and returns to Shinpachi, thrusting the saya toward him when he's ready to sheathe the blade.]
good thing I'm not a man, huh
Yes, Sano actually knows that it would be wiser to have his head on straight in this situation, especially when danger lurking around any corner, but it's so much easier to be pissed off. It's so much more satisfying to let his anger course through his veins. If only he could let it drive him for just a few minutes, so he could avenge Heisuke and do whatever part possible to keep his death from being pointless.
Karma can be a bitch...
But it's Shinpachi's uncharacteristic quiet that keeps him in the alley. Normally their roles would be reversed and maybe that's another reason he can't just rush off. Because Sano knows it would be stupid and Sano knows he would tell Shinpachi the same thing. He just needs to listen to Shinpachi this time. And also to himself.
There may be a time soon enough where they can fight and retaliate, but Heisuke comes first. Friends should always come first.
Cursing again, Sano turns around, using the light of his lantern to try and figure out where Heisuke's saya has gotten off to.]
Can't see a damn thing anyway...
[It's mumbled, though Shinpachi can probably hear it as Sano passes by. Of course, it's at that moment that Shinpachi frees Heisuke's blade from his own body, the sound a sickening and grating slurp as it leaves behind bone, flesh, and blood. Heisuke may not be bleeding anymore, but Sano doesn't even have to look closely to know his sword is covered in the crimson stuff.
Trying to ignore it all, he notices a blood trail and follows it a little bit before the wanted sheath appears. He grabs it and returns to Shinpachi, thrusting the saya toward him when he's ready to sheathe the blade.]