[ There's been a knot in his chest for years, tightening and tightening - now, for the first time, he feels it loosen, and something like relief flows through his veins, cooling and calming. Maybe this is peace. It's different from the rush he would feel when his plans came together, when the clueless fools wandering his manor would fall into his trap and turn on one another - that triumph lasted only a moment, and his pain would always return soon after. This emotion feels safe. Comfortable. How long has it been since he felt this way?
It's such a simple thing. It might not even count as an admission of friendship or trust. But Hikage is clearly moved; he feels his eyes prickle, and he turns back down to his teacup. ]
Heh heh... [ shyly, almost, he's hiding his face, but he's clearly smiling. ] I hate liars, so you'd better not go back on your word.
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It's such a simple thing. It might not even count as an admission of friendship or trust. But Hikage is clearly moved; he feels his eyes prickle, and he turns back down to his teacup. ]
Heh heh... [ shyly, almost, he's hiding his face, but he's clearly smiling. ] I hate liars, so you'd better not go back on your word.