[While Aruja's attention was on the sword, Mikazuki had leaned in, with his arm propped on his knee and his head in his hand and taken the time to observe the one that held him. The first thing he notices comes as a bit of a surprise; he can almost feel the moment the blade passes from his person to the stranger's hand though not in the physical sense, more like the care with which it was held, the honest admiration, all of it playing out as flashes of color, barely saturated, splashing across his heart.
It's a strange, albeit fleeting sensation but Mikazuki is no stranger to the novelty of new things every day in his life as a human. Rather, it confirms something else he had supposed. The young man before him is slight but not frail, lithe but not overly endowed with brawn. That he is blessed with beauty as well only adds to the effect. And he holds the sword with such a gentle regard that there can be no mistaking it.]
You flatter me. Though I suppose I should expect no less from a warrior such as yourself?
[Mikazuki smiles, and he leaves the question hanging open for Arjuna to say something of himself. He can't say he's not interested at this point, about his area of expertise, his weapon of choice and perhaps even if it was worthy of being possessed of a spirit as well. Curiosity was one of his best and worst traits. And if he was sharing himself, it was only fair.
Though, perhaps it was best not to share precisely everything.]
While I can't say it's a pleasant experience, it is a somewhat simple matter of repairing the sword again, another bit of magic our magic our master is capable of. Although without him here, I suppose I must accept healing and repairing the normal way.
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It's a strange, albeit fleeting sensation but Mikazuki is no stranger to the novelty of new things every day in his life as a human. Rather, it confirms something else he had supposed. The young man before him is slight but not frail, lithe but not overly endowed with brawn. That he is blessed with beauty as well only adds to the effect. And he holds the sword with such a gentle regard that there can be no mistaking it.]
You flatter me. Though I suppose I should expect no less from a warrior such as yourself?
[Mikazuki smiles, and he leaves the question hanging open for Arjuna to say something of himself. He can't say he's not interested at this point, about his area of expertise, his weapon of choice and perhaps even if it was worthy of being possessed of a spirit as well. Curiosity was one of his best and worst traits. And if he was sharing himself, it was only fair.
Though, perhaps it was best not to share precisely everything.]
While I can't say it's a pleasant experience, it is a somewhat simple matter of repairing the sword again, another bit of magic our magic our master is capable of. Although without him here, I suppose I must accept healing and repairing the normal way.