He nodded, accepting these facts without a second thought. Or a first thought. You didn't need to think when somebody else did it for you, when it came to this sort of thing.
He held the blade given to him. And here, there was no awe...
No sense of self-importance. No small-voiced: 'Me?', 'What do you mean one of them?' He took it all for granted, and simply examined the blade that was given to him for a moment. Which was the one moment when Yachiyo saw something in the boy that wasn't immediate obedience, adolescent curiosity, or anything similar.
It was brief, it appeared in passing, and it was subdued compared to his obedience. A sort of... comfort, with the idea of holding a sharp object in his hands. If his speech had seemed natural before, like he'd practiced the idea often, this was... none too different.
"Thank you. I'm sure this will be useful in whatever task you have at hand for me," he said politely, and with indubitable honesty. "What do you require me to do with this?"
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He held the blade given to him. And here, there was no awe...
No sense of self-importance. No small-voiced: 'Me?', 'What do you mean one of them?' He took it all for granted, and simply examined the blade that was given to him for a moment. Which was the one moment when Yachiyo saw something in the boy that wasn't immediate obedience, adolescent curiosity, or anything similar.
It was brief, it appeared in passing, and it was subdued compared to his obedience. A sort of... comfort, with the idea of holding a sharp object in his hands. If his speech had seemed natural before, like he'd practiced the idea often, this was... none too different.
"Thank you. I'm sure this will be useful in whatever task you have at hand for me," he said politely, and with indubitable honesty. "What do you require me to do with this?"