[he'll just rest his head atop hers, humming faintly]
... an old myth, I suppose - or it could be truth. When my brother and I were forged, his sword was longer than mine even though we were meant to be created from the same amount of steel - and my smith was imprisoned. So he prayed to the gods to prove his innocence -
And so I was bestowed the power to cut my brother down to equal length.
Tomokiri, they named me afterward - Friend Cutter.
no subject
[She blinks a few times, but—]
What does yours mean?
no subject
... an old myth, I suppose - or it could be truth. When my brother and I were forged, his sword was longer than mine even though we were meant to be created from the same amount of steel - and my smith was imprisoned. So he prayed to the gods to prove his innocence -
And so I was bestowed the power to cut my brother down to equal length.
Tomokiri, they named me afterward - Friend Cutter.
no subject
But that was before you were... Like this, wasn't it? I mean, you didn't exactly have a choice.
no subject
[ . . . ]
Or so I had thought... But if it's a mark on my body in this way, it is something I ought to feel guilt over, isn't it?
no subject
no subject
[ . . . but regardless he just hums softly]
I suppose I don't know - but I at least don't intend on cutting my friends in the future.
no subject
[She offers him a small smile.]
That's good to hear.
no subject
But I believe that regardless of what we've done in the past, it's important what we choose to do with ourselves now.
no subject
Don't worry about it, I promise.
[But as for what he says next... She gives him a soft smile, and a nod this time around.]
I think so, too. What's that, for you?
no subject
Completing my missions, I suppose.
[he doesn't have aspirations greater than that]
no subject