[And put some emotions into it he will. Almost too much--not enough to mess with his swordsmanship, but certainly enough to make it clear that he's not really quite okay. But it's Sousei, so that information comes in the sharpness of his swings, the way that he's fighting now to fight and win, not to have an interesting and fun spar; and for Sousei, those things are worlds apart.
He meets Shinpachi's swing with his own blade, but disengages rapidly; any sort of attempt at holding Shinpachi's blows while his arms are as tired as they are is simply not going to go his way. Instead, he lashes out sharply but neatly, a precise movement towards Shinpachi's wrist, aiming for the pressure point there.
Partly, Sousei knows Shinpachi can take this sort of fight, so he has no fears about doing it.
And partly, he's just too full of frustration, and anger, and sadness to do anything but fight like an asshole.]
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He meets Shinpachi's swing with his own blade, but disengages rapidly; any sort of attempt at holding Shinpachi's blows while his arms are as tired as they are is simply not going to go his way. Instead, he lashes out sharply but neatly, a precise movement towards Shinpachi's wrist, aiming for the pressure point there.
Partly, Sousei knows Shinpachi can take this sort of fight, so he has no fears about doing it.
And partly, he's just too full of frustration, and anger, and sadness to do anything but fight like an asshole.]