[ he-- he didn't mean that literally. he's got to start being more aware of how he answers these things. some of his blades take things he says too close to heart.

the response has his ears heating, the blush creeping slowly over his cheekbones. he doesn't really know if they like him, honestly. it's kind of embarrassing, kind of flattering, to think that they do. that the loyalty isn't just.. obligatory. but then, haru's fully aware of his failings and flaws, so he's not sure if he should get his hopes up too much.

he clears his throat, then slides out of the tree, dropping lightly to his feet in the grass. ] Um. Well.. I don't know about that. I think some of the others are just.. bored. [ he hugs his book to his chest, taking a breath and glancing back up. (haru.. is not a tall teenager. he's actually kind of scrawny, the top of his head just over five feet. ... it makes it very hard to look dignified and impressive when most of his blades tower over him.) ] What were you guys coming out here for, anyway?