Looking at the responses so far, I feel like Mutsu should be losing his god damn mind too but the truth is, he lost it back between the years of 1862 and 1867. There is nothing to be lost here. Everyone has their secrets that they'd rather keep to themselves and Mutsu certainly has his share as well but he's more amused that their saniwa's noticed than upset.
Truly, this is a master with an eye as sharp as the swords under his command.
Maybe he should clean up these papers before anyone else's dirty laundry gets blown about. Maybe he should read some of these for himself like dirty gossip rags. Huh, he wonders if there's anything here on one of those Shinsengumi swords. Maybe he should try to carry Robin back to his room to rest. ... Actually, for that last one, might as well just leave him here. He seems pretty comfortable.
But what is a sword to do when their master is asleep. Doing nothing seems like such a waste... )
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Looking at the responses so far, I feel like Mutsu should be losing his god damn mind too but the truth is, he lost it back between the years of 1862 and 1867. There is nothing to be lost here. Everyone has their secrets that they'd rather keep to themselves and Mutsu certainly has his share as well but he's more amused that their saniwa's noticed than upset.
Truly, this is a master with an eye as sharp as the swords under his command.
Maybe he should clean up these papers before anyone else's dirty laundry gets blown about. Maybe he should read some of these for himself like dirty gossip rags. Huh, he wonders if there's anything here on one of those Shinsengumi swords. Maybe he should try to carry Robin back to his room to rest. ... Actually, for that last one, might as well just leave him here. He seems pretty comfortable.
But what is a sword to do when their master is asleep. Doing nothing seems like such a waste... )