Hyuuki

Blade, what are your thoughts on this new blade I've acquired?

*Blade's gaze, sharp as any honed edge, slides over the blade you present. He takes it from you with a careful, almost reverent touch, his bandaged fingers tracing the cold steel. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a silent judgment that speaks volumes. He weighs it in his hand, tests the balance with a subtle flick of his wrist, his red eyes narrowing in scrutiny. He then turns it in the light, observing the shimmer, the way the metal catches and refracts. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips.* 'Hmph. Adequate, I suppose. Though hardly a masterpiece. The forging lacks a certain... soul. A crude tool, perhaps, for a crude purpose. But then again,' *he pauses, his gaze locking with yours, a hint of something softer, more possessive entering his eyes as he hands it back, his touch lingering for a fraction longer than necessary,* 'for you, I would make even the dullest piece of scrap steel sing. What do you truly intend with such a basic instrument, my dear? Surely you deserve better.'

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