[WELL. Sakyou's going to find Mandricardo again sooner rather than later so he can apologize properly! And he will do that by starting off with a bow - deep and sincere.]
...I do not know what it said to you, but I'm sorry that you had to speak with it like that. At the very least, it is at its weakest in the daylight hours...
[There's something in his expression that shifts just barely at that, his eyes flicking briefly down to said rudeass sword. Then, as if to double check Just In Case:]
...You felt no pain, then? And nothing strange with the way you were thinking or feeling at the time?
[Yeah that sounds like Daytime Muramasa. Sakyou frowns just a little, but not because he's displeased Mandricardo was mean to his rude sword or anything.]
Yes, I'm aware; I saw. [GOD.] Still... I wish that you would not antagonize such things.
[HIS CURSED LETTERS THAT HE WISHES HE'D NEVER SENT... Sakyou's smile shifts for a brief moment to something a little more raw, but he's quick to tuck those emotions away, goodbye.]
...Then I hope that they serve you kindly, if you'd like to remember me by them.
[Sakyou's just quiet for a second, before gently squeezing his hands. He looks like he wants to say something for a second, but apparently decides against it.]
—Things are likely going to become much more difficult from here, moving forward.
[He just shakes his head, offering a somewhat thin smile.]
Nothing - it was nothing. But yes, it's important that we do all we're able. We should prepare for the worst this place could bring us, just in case that is what happens.
You told me a lot, that's true. But like...in the case of your family...if I wanted to remind you of them, I don't know their names. Or anything about them, really.
[Soft and quiet. He hesitates for a second after that, glancing down at their hands. At this point, he's back at his desire to not be remembered. But he would hate to forget his family, or those he's come to love here. He's selfish in that way.]
...My sister's name is Chikase. The names of my mother and father are- [sounds of a truck running by because we never get this info wowie]. My father was a sincere and stern man, who struggled to express himself but cared very deeply about others. My mother was gentle and very generous with her kindness... And my sister was one of the strongest people I've known. Clever, witty and wise... She was able to do what was necessary, but she made everyone around her happy as well. [...] Will you tell me a little about yours, in return? Should something happen, I would like to do the same for you.
...I see. Chikase. Your father. Your mother. They...all sound like wonderful people.
[And he lost them all. He closes his eyes, squeezing Sakyou's hands, like he's internally saying a prayer.]
[He opens his eyes again.]
My father, Agricane. He was a dignified, noble king. He was powerful in battle, but his words were just as strong as his sword. He was able to lead a nation as if it was easy as breathing. [And a sigh.] And I had two younger siblings, Candrimando and Celaura. I only vaguely remember them, but I recall looking after them both when we all grew up together in the kingdom. I think they looked up to me. I wasn't the best role model, though.
[Said with a soft fondness, and all the hurt of someone who has never been able to move on and likely never will.
That's fine, though. He doesn't really need or want to.]
...I'm sorry that you must look back on it and feel such things. [Regrets. The dead and living both sure have a lot of them, huh?] But your father sounds like a truly fine king, and I hope your siblings were able to enjoy their own paths.
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...I do not know what it said to you, but I'm sorry that you had to speak with it like that. At the very least, it is at its weakest in the daylight hours...
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[He's awkward at the bow, raising a hand up as if in apology.]
No problem. I was more than happy to give that sword a taste of it's own medicine.
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...You felt no pain, then? And nothing strange with the way you were thinking or feeling at the time?
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[And a beat.]
I also spat on it.
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Yes, I'm aware; I saw. [GOD.] Still... I wish that you would not antagonize such things.
[He's WORRIED.]
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Rather it be me than you any day.
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Please don't say such things.
[He'll have to fight Mandricardo behind an Ihop... No one wants that.]
...And please, let me know if anything changes. It isn't a usual thing, for Muramasa to speak to anyone else.
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......Fine, fine. [He's pouting, though.] I'll let you know.
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But he looks grateful enough with that answer.]
Thank you. [...] And I'm sorry, for the letters.
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Why would you say sorry? They made me cry, but...I'm happy that...I mean that much to you.
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I would rather not have given you something that would upset you that much.
[He honestly didn't think that it would have that much of an impact. His GUILT.]
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[Just reaches out and...shakes him a little?]
Listen to yourself. I loved it.
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That is because you have a kind heart.
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[And a smile.]
I'll keep those letters and those things forever, y'know?
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...Then I hope that they serve you kindly, if you'd like to remember me by them.
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[And dropping his hands down to hold the other's hands gently.]
I'm not going to just toss ya to the side.
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—Things are likely going to become much more difficult from here, moving forward.
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[A sigh.]
I know. That's why we have to be prepared as best as we can.
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Nothing - it was nothing. But yes, it's important that we do all we're able. We should prepare for the worst this place could bring us, just in case that is what happens.
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[He nods at that, but his gaze is a little sad. He looks like he's also going to say something, but he shakes it off.]
Sakyou...would you tell me a little about yourself? I'm...worried about people losing memories, here. I don't want you to be lost.
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Mandricardo...? [...He's not going to press though, since he knows that wouldn't be fair, but the question is obvious in his tone anyway.
As for the rest, he hesitates for a second.]
...I don't know what to tell you. There isn't much to know about me beyond what you already know.
[He's Sakyou, his family is dead, he's trying to kill their killers - that's about it.]
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[A shake of the head.]
You told me a lot, that's true. But like...in the case of your family...if I wanted to remind you of them, I don't know their names. Or anything about them, really.
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[Soft and quiet. He hesitates for a second after that, glancing down at their hands. At this point, he's back at his desire to not be remembered. But he would hate to forget his family, or those he's come to love here. He's selfish in that way.]
...My sister's name is Chikase. The names of my mother and father are- [sounds of a truck running by because we never get this info wowie]. My father was a sincere and stern man, who struggled to express himself but cared very deeply about others. My mother was gentle and very generous with her kindness... And my sister was one of the strongest people I've known. Clever, witty and wise... She was able to do what was necessary, but she made everyone around her happy as well. [...] Will you tell me a little about yours, in return? Should something happen, I would like to do the same for you.
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[And he lost them all. He closes his eyes, squeezing Sakyou's hands, like he's internally saying a prayer.]
[He opens his eyes again.]
My father, Agricane. He was a dignified, noble king. He was powerful in battle, but his words were just as strong as his sword. He was able to lead a nation as if it was easy as breathing. [And a sigh.] And I had two younger siblings, Candrimando and Celaura. I only vaguely remember them, but I recall looking after them both when we all grew up together in the kingdom. I think they looked up to me. I wasn't the best role model, though.
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[Said with a soft fondness, and all the hurt of someone who has never been able to move on and likely never will.
That's fine, though. He doesn't really need or want to.]
...I'm sorry that you must look back on it and feel such things. [Regrets. The dead and living both sure have a lot of them, huh?] But your father sounds like a truly fine king, and I hope your siblings were able to enjoy their own paths.