[ Mitsutada's time was long before Yasusada's, so he didn't have a good handle on Okita's direct personality. That man had raised two swords, both as different as fire and water - and he isn't very sure what that says about their owner. Perhaps it was a cruel twist of fate, as was almost everything else - but as they say, like master, like sword.
He doesn't want to think about it.
The moment Yasusada gets unsteady there's immediately a firm hand on his shoulder, anchoring the uchigatana down just in case he fell over. Mitsutada has one golden eye trained on the other, his expression now changed to full-on concern. ]
Yes, you are. You're coming with me.
[ While he still says it in his usual fluid and casual way, there is an undertone of firmness that indicates that he won't take refusal for an answer. ]
I'll clear up your stuff later, don't worry about it.
still a cute yan terror
He doesn't want to think about it.
The moment Yasusada gets unsteady there's immediately a firm hand on his shoulder, anchoring the uchigatana down just in case he fell over. Mitsutada has one golden eye trained on the other, his expression now changed to full-on concern. ]
Yes, you are. You're coming with me.
[ While he still says it in his usual fluid and casual way, there is an undertone of firmness that indicates that he won't take refusal for an answer. ]
I'll clear up your stuff later, don't worry about it.