[ The moment of hesitation and tension isn't lost on Mitsutada at all - while his usual flamboyant mannerisms do lend him some aura of selective obliviousness (especially to the more sensitive matters that were best left to be read between the lines), he is indeed a lot sharper than he lets up. Not only is that sharpness honed by years upon years of reading his opponents' stances, it also came from being the personal blade of a daimyo. A lord, and a politician, one who had to play chess with others' games.
It is as they say: like master, like sword.
He knows well enough to immediately let go of Yasusada's shoulder as soon as the uchigatana looks less winded, shifting backwards ever so slightly to give the indication of letting the other have more space. ]
Let's go.
[ Yasusada will probably insist on returning after the food break (hasn't it already been established that even swords need a half-hour break to digest after meals??) so he would still need to think of something else. Hmmm... ]
what a beautiful child
It is as they say: like master, like sword.
He knows well enough to immediately let go of Yasusada's shoulder as soon as the uchigatana looks less winded, shifting backwards ever so slightly to give the indication of letting the other have more space. ]
Let's go.
[ Yasusada will probably insist on returning after the food break (hasn't it already been established that even swords need a half-hour break to digest after meals??) so he would still need to think of something else. Hmmm... ]