The Edo fires. [ even now, he hates himself a little for manifesting blades who'd suffered through them. but he hadn't had a choice, and.. and in all honesty, he hadn't really understood it back then. ] A lot of blades burned in various fires during those times, and had to be re-forged. A lot of them still remember it, but the trauma was too much for some of them.

[ he trails off, then, quiet as souji muses aloud, tucking his hands back under his thighs. he's silent for a few moments afterward, but finally, he nods once. ] I did this for them. [ because their home hadn't been a good place for children to grow up. because there'd never been enough, and haru had been sick of not being able to provide the way he should have. ] .. Still.. [ he trails off, then clears his throat a little. ] .. they're not my only reason anymore. [ clearly, given how much his spirits mean to him. ]

Ah-- [ a brief pause, then a glance back up, apologetic. ] .. Sorry. [ for talking about himself so much! ]