[ Yasusada is... well. The uchigatana is definitely well-meaning, like the rest of the swords (and nobody in the citadel is outrightly bloodthirsty), but he did worry Mitsutada a little. He's dedicated, perhaps too dedicated, and had the most drastic transformation when he shifted gear into battle mode. It's normal to have a different stance on the field and off it, but the intense seriousness (he hesitates to call it anything more) that Yasusada calls up can get unsettling. Mitsutada hasn't spent as much time with Yasusada as he did with the other swords of his class, but he did notice. In fact, everyone noticed, to some extent. The only difference lay in how they responded to it. ]

You've been here quite long, Yasusada-kun. [ The tachi glances around, single golden gaze sweeping across the room. No one else is here, and he can easily think of why. ] If you don't take a break, your focus will wear down and practice won't be as effective. [ Always plan ahead for each session and analyze the results after it was finished, that was the way he did it. It kept the chances of unexpected mishaps at a minimum. ]

No, I just came to check up on you. [ He shakes his head slightly, before reaching up to flick a loose strand of hair away from his face. It should be evident, by how he is dressed in his casual attire instead of battle uniform. He had chosen to add a red scarf to his ensemble this morning, to see how it would work colour-wise.

It then occurs to him that he didn't actually see Yasusada this morning. The uchigatana must have gotten up earlier than he did, leaving for the dojo afterwards - and judging from how the kitchen stores had only been slightly depleted, he can guess at how much Yasusada actually ate. While the other definitely has enough sense to not fight on an empty stomach, that amount of food isn't going to last him too long if he keeps up like this. ]

Don't stress yourself, okay?