Hearing his words warms his old heart. For a moment, he feels tinge of guilt pinching at him, with his own thoughts mirroring and yet not quite Kogitsunemaru's own.

"We share the same sentiments, it seems."

Suddenly, finding an ideal way to phrase what he was going to say seemed a lot harder than he thought, but no matter.

"I am worried that you might not come home, which is why I might not be making it back tomorrow."