He opens his eyes, staring at Mikazuki. Initially, what he says makes his voice catch in his throat. At least one sword would need to return, to at least remember the ones that fell before and acknowledge the brutal cycle.

"A home is not a home without everyone, and I can't imagine losing..."

He averts his eyes again, shaking his head internally at himself.

"I can't imagine losing our leader and one of our better strategists. You have tremendous experience and your personal knowledge has been life saving, in many instances."

The little fox resists the urge to touch Mikazuki's shoulder.

"You must come back. I'll do whatever I need to ensure it."