[He smiles, just a little. There's guilt, shame, like being caught red-handed...but its touched with fondness. Sakyou really always looks out for him, doesn't he?]
[It's strange. How hurt his trust had been after all of that, how he had started looking at everyone with a bit more wariness, but somehow....with Sakyou, he doesn't. He can't. He is what he is. Someone who he deeply cares about, no matter what.]
...Don't worry. I won't. [And his hand shifts, holding out a pinky.] I-I promise.
[Sometimes a very angry guy just makes it his mission in life to watch out for as many people as possible, even if they all are just slowly falling apart. Absolute hilarity.
Anyway making the executive decision that a steampunk terrorist would not know what a pinky promise is, and a 17th century samurai sure doesn't, so he's just looking at that extended pinky with a wave of confusion. He holds his hand up too?? But just mimics the gesture...]
If it's a promise, then it's one I will hold you to.
[Ah! ...A surprisingly comforting gesture, he finds. There's a little curl of something endeared as he looks at their hooked pinkies and gets as much of a reassurance as he could ever hope to get in such a place, and he smiles. As most of his smiles, it's small and doesn't last very long, but it's probably the only time he's smiled in a good couple of days.]
...Thank you. I would rather not see anyone I care for box themselves into such a corner.
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[He smiles, just a little. There's guilt, shame, like being caught red-handed...but its touched with fondness. Sakyou really always looks out for him, doesn't he?]
[It's strange. How hurt his trust had been after all of that, how he had started looking at everyone with a bit more wariness, but somehow....with Sakyou, he doesn't. He can't. He is what he is. Someone who he deeply cares about, no matter what.]
...Don't worry. I won't. [And his hand shifts, holding out a pinky.] I-I promise.
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Anyway making the executive decision that a steampunk terrorist would not know what a pinky promise is, and a 17th century samurai sure doesn't, so he's just looking at that extended pinky with a wave of confusion. He holds his hand up too?? But just mimics the gesture...]
If it's a promise, then it's one I will hold you to.
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[He will help, moving his hand forward to hook the pinkies with each other, then giving a shake. He smiles softly.]
Pinky promise. And...and I will.
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...Thank you. I would rather not see anyone I care for box themselves into such a corner.