[ "normal" is too vague a term to use-- they're sentient swords with individual personalities; that by itself is hardly commonplace. but between the both of them, Kashuu had always thought Yasusada to be the more normal one, the one who was closest to human ideal while he himself lounged far far below in the dregs of the riverbank. wasn't Yasusada the better one?
(thankfully, Kashuu knows better than to tolerate these thoughts for too long, it never leads anywhere good.) ]
So not everyone understands that.
[ but as he glances at that bright odd sustained smile, there's a little creeping doubt, just for a moment.
how well does he really understand Yasusada anyway? (has he ever needed to?) ]
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[ "normal" is too vague a term to use-- they're sentient swords with individual personalities; that by itself is hardly commonplace. but between the both of them, Kashuu had always thought Yasusada to be the more normal one, the one who was closest to human ideal while he himself lounged far far below in the dregs of the riverbank. wasn't Yasusada the better one?
(thankfully, Kashuu knows better than to tolerate these thoughts for too long, it never leads anywhere good.) ]
So not everyone understands that.
[ but as he glances at that bright odd sustained smile, there's a little creeping doubt, just for a moment.
how well does he really understand Yasusada anyway? (has he ever needed to?) ]