[The laughter makes Kogitsunemaru blink ins surprise, ears reacting rather the same way and perking up at the unexpected, warm sound. There is always something measured about Mikazuki so hearing the giggles burst forth like this is cute.
And the ducking of his head lets Kogitsunemaru see the pink tips of his ears.
Seems like Mikazuki really got into the joke and Kogitsunemaru smiles as he moves to place his hands on Mikazuki's. Then he pauses, realizing it won't be the same from this angle and steps to stand next to the other sword.
Cloth rustles a little as he places his hands on Mikazuki's. The fingers beneath his own are a little slimmer, a little shorter, the palm a little less broad. But nothing about these hands is fragile.
Nothing about Mikazuki is fragile, is it?
Finally, Kogitsunemaru moves Mikazuki's hands for him, bending fingers and shaping the rice between them.]
Feel the pressure? Try and keep it like this. If you feel a side beginning to crumble, focus on pushing it back towards the main mass. [His lips quirk up.] Like guiding your sword.
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And the ducking of his head lets Kogitsunemaru see the pink tips of his ears.
Seems like Mikazuki really got into the joke and Kogitsunemaru smiles as he moves to place his hands on Mikazuki's. Then he pauses, realizing it won't be the same from this angle and steps to stand next to the other sword.
Cloth rustles a little as he places his hands on Mikazuki's. The fingers beneath his own are a little slimmer, a little shorter, the palm a little less broad. But nothing about these hands is fragile.
Nothing about Mikazuki is fragile, is it?
Finally, Kogitsunemaru moves Mikazuki's hands for him, bending fingers and shaping the rice between them.]
Feel the pressure? Try and keep it like this. If you feel a side beginning to crumble, focus on pushing it back towards the main mass. [His lips quirk up.] Like guiding your sword.