[Mitsuhide's glances are something that Motochika resigns himself to, knowing that it will take his friend time to accept what has occured. It's different when it is your own body, and even then he has not been entirely immune to flashes of memory startling him awake. But with awareness comes unshakable certainty.
Motochika's smirk only grows at Mitsuhide's reply.]
It adds flourish. [He states, a teasing uncurrent to his drawl.] Hm... Perhaps I should push further yet.
[He is halfway through giving Mitsuhide some truly bold note combinations when he sees a faraway shape -- he continues his humming, but also points with his bachi to the horizon. It's difficult to say right now, but it might just be a figure. His tone becomes firmer.]
What do you think, Mitsuhide? Surge or recede?
[His inclination is to remain on a collision path, but if Mitsuhide would prefer to alter their route, then he will do so to ease his friend's burden.]
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Motochika's smirk only grows at Mitsuhide's reply.]
It adds flourish. [He states, a teasing uncurrent to his drawl.] Hm... Perhaps I should push further yet.
[He is halfway through giving Mitsuhide some truly bold note combinations when he sees a faraway shape -- he continues his humming, but also points with his bachi to the horizon. It's difficult to say right now, but it might just be a figure. His tone becomes firmer.]
What do you think, Mitsuhide? Surge or recede?
[His inclination is to remain on a collision path, but if Mitsuhide would prefer to alter their route, then he will do so to ease his friend's burden.]