[ in the interest of continuing to be honest, yasusada has actually never read a book before. while he knows how to read, swords in general aren't really expected to do so, and he's always valued action over words. he is the sword arm, not the strategist, and his devotion to being the best at what he does leaves him at the mercy of his master, whom he expects and values direction and strategy from. part of the reason for him why he believes his ability to fight defines his worth is that quite literally this is the only thing he can do. the other part lies in his memories of kashuu being cast aside for his broken tip, the lonely days to follow living without kashuu by okita-kun's side. swords who can't fight are useless. why else were they called to this era in the first place?
but living with other swords in an encampment like this has taught yasusada that perhaps there are things that can be done to while away the time between sparring sessions. the fact that haru reads is enough to convince yasusada that reading is a worthwhile pursuit, eager as he is to follow his sage in all the ways. therefore, the offer of more books delights and touches him. pleased, he lowers his head in deference, and then gestures towards the main citadel. ]
This way. Please follow me.
[ as they begin walking, he thinks about the mention of haru's siblings. yasusada admittedly has a very tenuous understanding of family. the toushirou siblings, for example, are family-- but what makes them family is that they came from the same swordsmith, the same school of sword-making. he and kashuu-- they are what you would call 'friends', though he's heard some swords call him and the shinsengumi group to be a family under general terms. couple the various usage of the word and yasusada's very limited grasp on human reproduction, and what you get his a curious, half-baked understanding of what family really is. a part of him almost feels impudent just wondering what sort of family and siblings haru has. after all, it's really none of his business, and it isn't his place to know these things. but haru brought it up first, and he is curious. ]
What are their names? Your siblings. [ it's... an okay question to ask, right? ]
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but living with other swords in an encampment like this has taught yasusada that perhaps there are things that can be done to while away the time between sparring sessions. the fact that haru reads is enough to convince yasusada that reading is a worthwhile pursuit, eager as he is to follow his sage in all the ways. therefore, the offer of more books delights and touches him. pleased, he lowers his head in deference, and then gestures towards the main citadel. ]
This way. Please follow me.
[ as they begin walking, he thinks about the mention of haru's siblings. yasusada admittedly has a very tenuous understanding of family. the toushirou siblings, for example, are family-- but what makes them family is that they came from the same swordsmith, the same school of sword-making. he and kashuu-- they are what you would call 'friends', though he's heard some swords call him and the shinsengumi group to be a family under general terms. couple the various usage of the word and yasusada's very limited grasp on human reproduction, and what you get his a curious, half-baked understanding of what family really is. a part of him almost feels impudent just wondering what sort of family and siblings haru has. after all, it's really none of his business, and it isn't his place to know these things. but haru brought it up first, and he is curious. ]
What are their names? Your siblings. [ it's... an okay question to ask, right? ]