[The blade she knows she cannot touch, since it every sword needs to be carefully handled. Only be a Saniwa or rarely trained attendants, and then also their masters.
She stops, slowly nodding.] Yes, ah...
[Her grip changes. Relax, Vietnam. Being here threw her off her game more than she predicted.]
But let me repay you, somehow. I am unsure how to make it up to you, so please tell me what you want, something I can do.
[ He doesn't need to look directly at her to know where she is, because his senses are honed to razor keenness and sometimes he stopped breathing consciously to not block out fainter sounds that helped with echolocation.
But repayment... that is not something he had thought about. So he is silent for a good few minutes, while he starts cleaning the blood off his true form. ]
[ He doesn't take his time, getting everything efficiently finished - cleaning his true form and refining the edge where it had been slightly dented, then cleaning up himself and getting a fresh change of clothes. While he did not have more than a few pieces of his own, he manages to make use of his previous self's things.
So when he comes out, he's wearing a white dress shirt and tie, but with the conspicuous lack of a jacket. If he is surprised by Vietnam's presence, he doesn't show it - merely giving her his usual unreadable blank look. ]
[Well, she didn't have to wait long at all, stood there and looked around at least twice before she heard the door slide open and there he is, Mitsutada wearing the clothes of his contemporary. Or at least, the basic part of it.
She gives a slight smile, affectionate, before dropping it immediately. He doesn't know yet; that was close.]
[She nods firmly when he says he is done, though now she moves her hand to rub the back of her head.]
Well, I wanted to come check up on you, see if there was anything you were interested in doing or learning. But after this happened, I wonder if you prefer having the rest of the night off?
[ He doesn't have much to do, but then again she is offering him a choice. As someone used to only following a master's whims, it's difficult for him to choose.
So he just shrugs loosely, indicating that he is fine with either. ]
[Despite the fact that she's offering him options, she can easily make them for him as well, just through the fact that she can be rather decisive, and for some reason, especially around men. Still, she wouldn't do anything that she think would be bad for him.
So, a relaxing night it is. Mostly.]
Let's take the rest of the night off. I came out of a very long meeting too, it was why I was late. Ah, but it would be a waste if you didn't learn anything tonight, no? [Seeing as she will only have half a night with him.] We can watch some terrible lifestyle shows. You were rather fond of cooking programs in particular.
[ The fact that she said 'terrible' draws a blink from him, but little else. He has little objection to her suggestion, though - since it would be time to learn something new.
He nods mutely, returning to his room to retrieve a simple ring-bound notebook before exiting again. ]
[She blinks at first, since he nodded, which means he agrees to this, but why is he returning to his room?
It was when he came out again, she knew why, and she smiles. It was just like him, to grab a notebook, just in case he could learn something. The shock of learning how different he is now clouded her to the fact that it was the Mitsutada of the future that was like the Mitsutada of the past. The little habits were still the same.]
Let's go. [She leads him to the television room, checking the time to see what will be on right when they get there. Should be one do-it-yourself craft show, some cooking shows, and even Masterchef. How exciting.]
[ When Vietnam leads him over, he stays silent - as usual, because nothing needs to be said. He takes note of the Citadel corridors when they walk, noting minute changes in the layout, where people might have spilled something or knocked displays over.
He waits for her to turn on the television, before paying his usual full attention to it once the program starts. If he had any thoughts about it, he doesn't show them. ]
[Fortunately, the room today is clear, so they would be able to watch some television without anyone wanting to play video games (Mikazuki playing video games, what a nightmare).
It's one of his future's favourite, Gordon Ramsay's shows, though now she curiously watches Mitsutada to see how he reacts to this man. The future believes in his passion and love, what of his past?
He watches so diligently, but she sure wonders if his expression changes.]
If there is anything else you'd prefer, please tell me so that I will change the channel. [It was the first thing that switched on, anyway!]
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She stops, slowly nodding.] Yes, ah...
[Her grip changes. Relax, Vietnam. Being here threw her off her game more than she predicted.]
But let me repay you, somehow. I am unsure how to make it up to you, so please tell me what you want, something I can do.
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But repayment... that is not something he had thought about. So he is silent for a good few minutes, while he starts cleaning the blood off his true form. ]
Wait for me outside.
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Perhaps he didn't want anything at all, he always had been the type. She'll press again later, he does need space to clean up.]
Alright. If you need anything, please call out for me.
[She turns to leave, closing the door after her and stands outside, trying not to look so obvious should someone come past.
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So when he comes out, he's wearing a white dress shirt and tie, but with the conspicuous lack of a jacket. If he is surprised by Vietnam's presence, he doesn't show it - merely giving her his usual unreadable blank look. ]
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She gives a slight smile, affectionate, before dropping it immediately. He doesn't know yet; that was close.]
You are finished?
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[ If he thought anything of the smile she gave him, he does not show it - merely giving her a nod of affirmation. ]
You needed me for something?
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Well, I wanted to come check up on you, see if there was anything you were interested in doing or learning. But after this happened, I wonder if you prefer having the rest of the night off?
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So he just shrugs loosely, indicating that he is fine with either. ]
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So, a relaxing night it is. Mostly.]
Let's take the rest of the night off. I came out of a very long meeting too, it was why I was late. Ah, but it would be a waste if you didn't learn anything tonight, no? [Seeing as she will only have half a night with him.] We can watch some terrible lifestyle shows. You were rather fond of cooking programs in particular.
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He nods mutely, returning to his room to retrieve a simple ring-bound notebook before exiting again. ]
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It was when he came out again, she knew why, and she smiles. It was just like him, to grab a notebook, just in case he could learn something. The shock of learning how different he is now clouded her to the fact that it was the Mitsutada of the future that was like the Mitsutada of the past. The little habits were still the same.]
Let's go. [She leads him to the television room, checking the time to see what will be on right when they get there. Should be one do-it-yourself craft show, some cooking shows, and even Masterchef. How exciting.]
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He waits for her to turn on the television, before paying his usual full attention to it once the program starts. If he had any thoughts about it, he doesn't show them. ]
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It's one of his future's favourite, Gordon Ramsay's shows, though now she curiously watches Mitsutada to see how he reacts to this man. The future believes in his passion and love, what of his past?
He watches so diligently, but she sure wonders if his expression changes.]
If there is anything else you'd prefer, please tell me so that I will change the channel. [It was the first thing that switched on, anyway!]